[ The shift, the lack of fight, was one Jerry didn't find very often. At least not like that. Usually the fought. They cried. Until the lost enough strength or the will to keep struggling. But usually it came with a marked decrease in heart rate. Their bodies struggling to keep up with the blood loss.
But to come with an increase in pulse? It wasn't paralyzing fear. No, it was close, but not quite. He lingered, drawing in that scent. Savoring it for a moment. Oh. OH. Wasn't that interesting.
He leaned back, letting go of Stephen, drawing a hand across his lips as he did. Just smiling. ]
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But to come with an increase in pulse? It wasn't paralyzing fear. No, it was close, but not quite. He lingered, drawing in that scent. Savoring it for a moment. Oh. OH. Wasn't that interesting.
He leaned back, letting go of Stephen, drawing a hand across his lips as he did. Just smiling. ]