[The sudden rush into the request, followed close on its heels by her need for him disarms any protests he might have initially. He knew that feeling, having had to spend several days facing that probability while she was asleep and then before with her trip into the woods. He hadn't liked any of it, so he wasn't fool enough to ignore what the sight of him now might do to her.
He let out a shaky breath, somewhere between a sigh and laugh, needing some sort of response and it was better than falling asleep. He already was giving her his blood. What was the difference if she offered some to him? He had eaten worse things, lived in harder conditions and in this place, he couldn't afford a long convalescence.
It's not as if he wasn't compromising his morals almost every day now.]
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He let out a shaky breath, somewhere between a sigh and laugh, needing some sort of response and it was better than falling asleep. He already was giving her his blood. What was the difference if she offered some to him? He had eaten worse things, lived in harder conditions and in this place, he couldn't afford a long convalescence.
It's not as if he wasn't compromising his morals almost every day now.]
How much do I have to take?