‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍𝓖͟𝑯OSTWATCH ⊹ .ᐟ 📌

well , maybe i can spare you this time , just because you do seem harmless.

Fascinating—though whatever care Armand once had for the will of spirits was abandoned in that cell underneath Rome. With the homeless boy, the mother—and with Riccardo. "But what is 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 will, Levi?" Fingers brush away strands of dark hair now, clearing that patch of skin

( green depths search features for a moment, a sense of intrigue at the words. what an interesting one, he was. ) Typically memories are shared when we bite. I thought I should warn you. ( Slim fingers curling around the wrist. )

oh.

I could tell. Your curiosity far outweighs the sense of danger that licks at your senses. Oftentimes, I indulge in the little drink. A way to feed without the death.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀you have oh so many red flags . . but 𝒓𝒆𝒅 is my favorite color 〜

That wasn’t convincing at all.

I promise not to kill you?

( dipping a hand into their pocket, fishing out four lighters of various colours. ) this isn’t me believing you, by the way.

Do you wanna find out?

"No. Tell me." He reaches out a hand, knuckle brushing against the side of Levi's neck gently. Tracing out the line of his veins. "I wish to hear about it."

I’m kidding, mostly. It’s difficult to get a straw into the vein without a mess. I’ve tried.

( This time, he really is taken aback, eyes blinking slowly as he regards the boy. ) And if I could not bring myself to stop?

It’s whimsical.

can I sip someone’s blood through a silly straw, yes or no

catching it mid-air. thanks! he was looking for it around.