That stands to reason, I suppose. Not every monster is made for the same purpose.
[ Vampires, in contrast, were all about delicacy. Much like the sirens plaguing the harbor, their lot in life really was to seduce and then take, something that worked better with charm than with a blade. After all, why fight your dinner if you can just lure it to you?
Astarion laces his fingers with Xenk's and runs his thumb against Xenk's forefinger, feeling the (relative) warmth of his skin. Lower still, in his wrist, he can hear the thrum of his pulse. Alive and dead, all at once.
It really was fascinating.
And sure, Astarion still felt a hint of resentment about it, but in this particular moment his interest was greater than that. ]
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[ Vampires, in contrast, were all about delicacy. Much like the sirens plaguing the harbor, their lot in life really was to seduce and then take, something that worked better with charm than with a blade. After all, why fight your dinner if you can just lure it to you?
Astarion laces his fingers with Xenk's and runs his thumb against Xenk's forefinger, feeling the (relative) warmth of his skin. Lower still, in his wrist, he can hear the thrum of his pulse. Alive and dead, all at once.
It really was fascinating.
And sure, Astarion still felt a hint of resentment about it, but in this particular moment his interest was greater than that. ]