I'll see what blood types we have at the bar. Perhaps we can get something else if the ones we have are not to your liking. [Godric's not eating makes Eric worry. Again.]
[Godric eyes Eric, frowning some. He dislikes being treated like an errant child at the best of times, and now it's only worse because he knows that's probably exactly what he's been acting like, in regards to feeding. His opposition to it isn't even something he feels fully comfortable being able to explain.
Taking the glass, hesitates only briefly before taking a sip. It's as if he's triggered an avalanche, and suddenly he realizes just how hungry he is. The rest of the glass is downed quickly, and Godric looks surprised at himself.]
[Godric nods, complying almost meekly, though Godric is never truly meek. He is resigned to his fate, though. Eric was right, and he's known that all along, but what is logical is not always what one's emotions agree to.]
You seemed particularly traumatized by the events of that curse. Since you were under my supervision, I thought it only polite to see how you were doing now that you're human again.
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[good luck with that one, Godric]
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I had hoped you were done with this.
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Alright. If it will ease your mind, I'll feed.
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[even if he still sounds somewhat reluctant]
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Taking the glass, hesitates only briefly before taking a sip. It's as if he's triggered an avalanche, and suddenly he realizes just how hungry he is. The rest of the glass is downed quickly, and Godric looks surprised at himself.]
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Come to the bar; I'll get you some more blood.
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I don't know why you still choose not to feed and I won't pretend to. But I wish you would give me some kind of explanation.
[True, his maker doesn't have to tell him anything, but considering the bond they share Eric hopes that he will.]
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I barely understand it myself. It's guilt, I think. When I drink, I'm reminded of things I don't want to be reminded of.
[Like spending two millennia awash in blood only to ultimately understand that it accomplished nothing that Godric wanted to be responsible for.]
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Then perhaps it's just as well that feeding from humans off limits at this bar.
[He pours his own glass of O positive and drinks it slowly.]
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Oh and you can keep that shirt you borrowed.
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What you do with the shirt is your decision, Sookie.
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[ and she's totally going to go the cowards way and drop it off during the day. ]
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So now that you've had a taste of being a vampire, what do you think?
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[ and right on cue, the fake proper response. sooooooomebody~ isn't too happy about this subject. ]
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