Limpid

Gillian was in Alex’s tent with him once again. He was sitting on one end of the bed, cross-legged as he half was listening to whatever Alex was talking about, and half scrolling through something on his phone. The vampire glanced up at the statement, raising an eyebrow in a silent question of Alex’s sanity.

Gillian thought about it, but he didn’t have anything else to suggest to the other. Instead, he laid down next to the curled up man and stared at him for a few moments before booping Alex’s nose with a smile. Why? Not sure. Seemed like the only thing to do. 

“Then destiny dealt you a pretty shitty hand to end up here, didn’t it?” He signed to her, wondering what she was on about destiny. 

Gillian nodded. “I am a mime.” He smirked a bit. “Did the signing give it away, or do I just look the type?” He wondered, since he wasn’t currently wearing any of his costume. 

“You need not be a princess to dance. Now would you kindly aid me in this waltz?” He repeated his request and held out his hand.

Gillian ran his tongue along his sharp teeth as he watched Lovino. He could practically taste his blood already. Without saying anything more, not needing an introduction, he stepped closer to the man, reaching out with one hand to wrap an arm around Lovino’s waist, pulling him closer. His other hand went to Lovi’s chin, gently urging the other to tilt his head more up and to the side. Holding the other like that, he leaned in towards his neck, hardly pausing a moment before biting down.

Gillian was in Alex’s tent with him once again. He was sitting on one end of the bed, cross-legged as he half was listening to whatever Alex was talking about, and half scrolling through something on his phone. The vampire glanced up at the statement, raising an eyebrow in a silent question of Alex’s sanity.

“Or maybe not eat so much ice-cream.” He suggested with a huff. “Or get a fan.”

Gillian was in Alex’s tent with him once again. He was sitting on one end of the bed, cross-legged as he half was listening to whatever Alex was talking about, and half scrolling through something on his phone. The vampire glanced up at the statement, raising an eyebrow in a silent question of Alex’s sanity.

Gillian pushed the trash outside after it was lit. He didn’t want the tent to be filled with smoke, or for anything to catch on fire. Then he came back to sit on the bed with Alex again. “Still feel sick?” He asked, then poked his side.

Gillian was in Alex’s tent with him once again. He was sitting on one end of the bed, cross-legged as he half was listening to whatever Alex was talking about, and half scrolling through something on his phone. The vampire glanced up at the statement, raising an eyebrow in a silent question of Alex’s sanity.

Gillian put the cartons in the trash, and was about to put the trash outside until he remembered that Alex stole the ice-cream and that would not be a good idea. So he brought the trash to Alex. “Burn this.”

Gillian was in Alex’s tent with him once again. He was sitting on one end of the bed, cross-legged as he half was listening to whatever Alex was talking about, and half scrolling through something on his phone. The vampire glanced up at the statement, raising an eyebrow in a silent question of Alex’s sanity.

“I don’t think ice-cream is any reason to kill you” Gillian got up and started to pick up the empty cartons of ice-cream. The tent was starting to smell like warm dairy and Gillian’s nose was to sensitive to leave it.

Gillian was in Alex’s tent with him once again. He was sitting on one end of the bed, cross-legged as he half was listening to whatever Alex was talking about, and half scrolling through something on his phone. The vampire glanced up at the statement, raising an eyebrow in a silent question of Alex’s sanity.

Gillian chuckled quietly. “That’s what you get for eating seven pints of ice-cream.” Reaching over, he took the carton from Alex and put it to the side away from him. 

Gillian was in Alex’s tent with him once again. He was sitting on one end of the bed, cross-legged as he half was listening to whatever Alex was talking about, and half scrolling through something on his phone. The vampire glanced up at the statement, raising an eyebrow in a silent question of Alex’s sanity.

“You’re gonna give yourself cavities too.” Gillian signed, realizing Alex had more to worry about than himself. “I sure Markel would love to pull your teeth out.” He teased a bit more. 

Gillian was in Alex’s tent with him once again. He was sitting on one end of the bed, cross-legged as he half was listening to whatever Alex was talking about, and half scrolling through something on his phone. The vampire glanced up at the statement, raising an eyebrow in a silent question of Alex’s sanity.

Gillian tilted his head a bit. He didn’t understand the joke. “Does the ice-cream really cool you down so much?” He huffed a bit. “I think you’ll taste sweeter than Lovi usually tastes at this point.” He signed pointedly. “You’re gonna give me cavities.” Though, that wasn’t really possible, he was just giving Alex a hard time about eating so much ice-cream.

Gillian was in Alex’s tent with him once again. He was sitting on one end of the bed, cross-legged as he half was listening to whatever Alex was talking about, and half scrolling through something on his phone. The vampire glanced up at the statement, raising an eyebrow in a silent question of Alex’s sanity.

“FUCK, you scared the shit out of me!”