Hal would maintain that was a perfectly reasonable set of actions to take, considering his only experience with were...persons dictated the change was painful, unnatural, and full of death. That was the nature of monsters where he was from, and he avoided adjustment to what he knew as familiar like more traditional (yes) vampires did avoid the sun.
Still. It was a weight off, especially since he didn't exactly have access to a chicken on a string. There was little point in stealth; he had never been less than stellar at anything in 500 years, and he certainly wasn't about to start now.
"I suppose I could do with fresh air," he began, slowly--he'd considered saying he could do with the company, but it seemed so unlikely he'd gone with the safer bet. "But I have no intention of--cleaning fish."
Ugh, how prosaic. And possibly likely to trigger a fit of bloodlust.
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Still. It was a weight off, especially since he didn't exactly have access to a chicken on a string. There was little point in stealth; he had never been less than stellar at anything in 500 years, and he certainly wasn't about to start now.
"I suppose I could do with fresh air," he began, slowly--he'd considered saying he could do with the company, but it seemed so unlikely he'd gone with the safer bet. "But I have no intention of--cleaning fish."
Ugh, how prosaic. And possibly likely to trigger a fit of bloodlust.