[ It's not a good answer, at least in a way that Larus wants. But he's had to deal with people like this before, though it's been quite some time since it's been another vampire. Sun had been involved before that, and his own curiosity had led to his death, to the life he now lived that really couldn't be considered living at all. It's an existence, he supposes. That's all it is and all it's going to be until he finds his way back home and takes hold of it with an iron fist.
Larus' expression tightens before he sighs, the gesture an old habit he's never quite rid himself of. He doesn't want this to continue to be trying, so he's going to have to press enough to get more out of him. ]
I'm not particularly good at guessing. So, if you do, just tell me what it is.
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Larus' expression tightens before he sighs, the gesture an old habit he's never quite rid himself of. He doesn't want this to continue to be trying, so he's going to have to press enough to get more out of him. ]
I'm not particularly good at guessing. So, if you do, just tell me what it is.