Bloody hands shot down to grab Courfeyrac by the shirt, lifting him off the ground and close to his face. "YOU ARE BEING VERY RUDE RIGHT NOW." He shook the other man, hard - he didn't look like too much, but Kevin was wrong. Very strong. Courf was little more than a blood-smelling ragdoll to him, and he was about ready to fling him back down onto the ground.
Something in the back of his mind told him this wasn't him, this wasn't right.
Something else in him, however, was feeling very hungry, and the other man smelled very good.
There wasn't much keeping one something from drowning out the other, but he would still hold out for an answer all the same. At least for a minute more.
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Bloody hands shot down to grab Courfeyrac by the shirt, lifting him off the ground and close to his face. "YOU ARE BEING VERY RUDE RIGHT NOW." He shook the other man, hard - he didn't look like too much, but Kevin was wrong. Very strong. Courf was little more than a blood-smelling ragdoll to him, and he was about ready to fling him back down onto the ground.
Something in the back of his mind told him this wasn't him, this wasn't right.
Something else in him, however, was feeling very hungry, and the other man smelled very good.
There wasn't much keeping one something from drowning out the other, but he would still hold out for an answer all the same. At least for a minute more.