I heal. [ It means he doesn't need bandaging, even if the hurts stay. He doesn't mind if Eli stays even if she has nothing to do, though. Conversations matter to him a lot more now than they used to; they bring him down, in a way that not many other things do.
Having just come from a kill, Logan would say he needs it.
He finishes the first sandwich and reaches for the next one. ]
You hungry or something?
[ He isn't asking to be stupid. He's had to help someone like her transition before -- to learn how to control that bloodlust, all the impulses -- and had learned that his mutation changes his blood composition significantly. Apparently it helps curb a lot of things at the price of feeling a little drowsy. Logan doesn't think about why. ]
[ An affirmative hum is the extent of her reply. He is broaching a delicate subject in the sense that her hunger is a precursor to homicide; she violates the law to eat — therefore he is inquiring into a crime. Is his job not to punish villainy? Yet he expresses concern. Eli lingers, then speaks the truth: ]
Three days ago.
[ Had it been longer her relative composure before the bloodsoaked Avenger would not be possible; even now the temptation is too great for anything but demure glances from his guest. She can neither look at him, or away from him, for long. Exquisite torment.
Lifting her arm, Eli blindly presses the tip of her index finger to a spot of red on his collarbone, then pops the digit between her lips. She manages to joke: ]
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i hope you don't mind logan knowing?? what eli is???? rip
Having just come from a kill, Logan would say he needs it.
He finishes the first sandwich and reaches for the next one. ]
You hungry or something?
[ He isn't asking to be stupid. He's had to help someone like her transition before -- to learn how to control that bloodlust, all the impulses -- and had learned that his mutation changes his blood composition significantly. Apparently it helps curb a lot of things at the price of feeling a little drowsy. Logan doesn't think about why. ]
When's the last time you ate?
Not at all, it might help them open up
Mm.
[ An affirmative hum is the extent of her reply. He is broaching a delicate subject in the sense that her hunger is a precursor to homicide; she violates the law to eat — therefore he is inquiring into a crime. Is his job not to punish villainy? Yet he expresses concern. Eli lingers, then speaks the truth: ]
Three days ago.
[ Had it been longer her relative composure before the bloodsoaked Avenger would not be possible; even now the temptation is too great for anything but demure glances from his guest. She can neither look at him, or away from him, for long. Exquisite torment.
Lifting her arm, Eli blindly presses the tip of her index finger to a spot of red on his collarbone, then pops the digit between her lips. She manages to joke: ]
Like this, you're like honey to me.