[ There's just silence, at first. Bellamy doesn't know what to make of the offer, and that tired confusion is clear in the expression on his face. Beneath the confusion is a faint flicker of disgust that hasn't found a foothold yet. Just a little, Elena quantifies, but that doesn't leech the sense that it would be a transgression to ingest even a small amount of blood. ]
You're serious?
[ Bellamy knows she's serious. Elena isn't the type for jokes. There's no hint of amusement underlying the offer she's making. ]
I've never heard of any rituals like that.
[ But he's also never heard of any vampires like Elena. She's not like the stories Bellamy had read. It's easier not to recoil from her than it would be from someone else. ]
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You're serious?
[ Bellamy knows she's serious. Elena isn't the type for jokes. There's no hint of amusement underlying the offer she's making. ]
I've never heard of any rituals like that.
[ But he's also never heard of any vampires like Elena. She's not like the stories Bellamy had read. It's easier not to recoil from her than it would be from someone else. ]