[ Within those few minutes, Gildor has made himself comfortable enough to begin drifting off. Not on his proper, usual cot, but splayed ungracefully in the middle of the tent and propped up on pillows. He can reach the plate of food Elena's left, and while the nausea hasn't faded enough to make him want to eat, he has no intention of moving from this spot for the rest of the night.
He doesn't ask for her to clarify herself when she re-enters the tent - he knows, and when she moves closer he can smell tea. ]
Thank you. [ He waits for her to settle in again before reaching for one of the cups, filling the silence between with idle thoughts. ]
I admit, I still harbored some small doubt about your vampirism until tonight. You are just so unlike any others I've come across...
[ He's settled on her type vampirism simply being different from the kind that plagues his world and Lakshmi's. More relatable to his own plights as a half-human than a monster. ]
Know that what you are is not so important as who you are. Thank you, Elena. For helping me and allowing me to help you.
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He doesn't ask for her to clarify herself when she re-enters the tent - he knows, and when she moves closer he can smell tea. ]
Thank you. [ He waits for her to settle in again before reaching for one of the cups, filling the silence between with idle thoughts. ]
I admit, I still harbored some small doubt about your vampirism until tonight. You are just so unlike any others I've come across...
[ He's settled on her type vampirism simply being different from the kind that plagues his world and Lakshmi's. More relatable to his own plights as a half-human than a monster. ]
Know that what you are is not so important as who you are. Thank you, Elena. For helping me and allowing me to help you.