#**eldrid

“Do I? I was sure I’d cleaned up after shaving, but, maybe one of those cuts was deeper than anticipated.” Robin reached up towards his own face, trying to find any spots that were particularly sore, or currently oozing with blood. Finding none, he tilted his chin down slightly so the somewhat shorter woman could properly diagnose him. “Is it still there? Has it dried on me?”

“Isn’t it slightly obnoxious, though?” Robin resolutely ignored the way his cheeks had reddened, his eyes following the shift of people in hopes of spotting a particular vampire walking by. “That it -- That two people couldn’t be simply nice. In general. You know?”