See, Faraday had expected another vampire story. Something about being wooed by some alluring stranger, or being stalked in the night by some shadowy figure, or playing good Samaritan to the exact wrong person by allowing them into his house. The sort of story you could tell with suspenseful pauses.
Faraday didn't expect this.
Even if he could speak, he'd have nothing to say. As it is now, he lowers his head a little, ears pressed back – offering his sympathies, maybe. Or offering an apology for asking Vasquez to recount that awful bit of his life. ]
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See, Faraday had expected another vampire story. Something about being wooed by some alluring stranger, or being stalked in the night by some shadowy figure, or playing good Samaritan to the exact wrong person by allowing them into his house. The sort of story you could tell with suspenseful pauses.
Faraday didn't expect this.
Even if he could speak, he'd have nothing to say. As it is now, he lowers his head a little, ears pressed back – offering his sympathies, maybe. Or offering an apology for asking Vasquez to recount that awful bit of his life. ]