( The calm that warmed him seeps into the night as cool realization settles into his chest. He doesn't remember how— he recalls he'd been clawing at the dirt in the forest, and then— Yamato's scent (his blood, at first, overwhelming all else about him). Fuck.
Yamato feels cold.
He hesitates - no, he feels like a deer in the headlights. He doesn't know what to do. What should he do? What could he do? He doesn't have reason to care about this - human. It made Mika a monster, but he'd killed humans before. Not from feeding, but it'd be inevitable, being what he was.
He had no allegiance to this guy, color aside. He was unlucky. He smiled at the guy who attacked him. He was stupid, too.
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Ah,
Ah? )
—Hey!
( The calm that warmed him seeps into the night as cool realization settles into his chest. He doesn't remember how— he recalls he'd been clawing at the dirt in the forest, and then— Yamato's scent (his blood, at first, overwhelming all else about him). Fuck.
Yamato feels cold.
He hesitates - no, he feels like a deer in the headlights. He doesn't know what to do. What should he do? What could he do? He doesn't have reason to care about this - human. It made Mika a monster, but he'd killed humans before. Not from feeding, but it'd be inevitable, being what he was.
He had no allegiance to this guy, color aside. He was unlucky. He smiled at the guy who attacked him. He was stupid, too.
FFuck. He pushes off him. )