𝔰𝔞𝔪𝔲𝔢𝔩 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯

— *Distressed dying whale noises*

 “I won’t let it happen.”

“Yeah. He’ll be fine, Oscar. He’s just doped up, but Alix came fixed up his shoulder, gave him some pain relief. He just needs to rest for a few days.”

“Not in the slightest.”

“I presume it was her, he wouldn’t let this happen otherwise. Has he been seen to? Is he in pain?”

Already Krysz could detect irritation within the expression of the other, as Oscar’s jaw proceeded to tense, “I had to be certain, Oscar.” With a conscious sigh, Krysz lifted his head toward the other, within intention to captivate the Samuel’s gaze, as Oscar attempted to seek some element of clarification. The blonde, having already reached forth toward the shoulder of the other, before faultering to grasp the other’s wrist, “this isn’t something you have to do. You can continue to live, as you are Oscar. There’s risk with the transformation, just as there is with any.”

The male stared as Krysz’s hand curled around his wrist, a small smile curling up on his features as he offered a small nod in response. “But it is something I want to do, I just want to know more. I hoped for something a little more interesting than an over-evolved vampire.” Placing a hand over the male’s own, he simply shrugged, “I’m not supposed to be a warlock, so I do not want to be.”