It's a fair deal. What kind of idiot would I have to be to turn it down? And you did say I didn't look like someone who loses.

[Armand hasn't turned his eyes away from Larus once. With no need to blink or breathe, it makes it easy to do so. He doesn't really react to anything that Larus has done. It feels a bit like a game of chicken. Armand had learned about that game when he had been going to clubs with Daniel. It was a very easy game for a vampire to win.

The memories of those times makes him wish he hadn't remembered them. If he was honest with himself then there was nothing waiting for him back home. Nothing at all. But a nothing you knew well was better than this. A place full of unknowns.

He sits up, brushing a hand over Larus' hair, much like a pet.]

I think we'll work well together.