The vampire sighs as he turns to lean on the counter, now facing X's direction but with eyes on the floor. "Not exactly," he begins, folding his arm across his chest. "I can't pretend with myself I'm not feeling anything, but..."
Devin trails off for a moment, shoulders tense. "You know my life, X. You know that examples of healthy relationships have been practically nonexistent." And the level of violence he perpetrated, and the trauma he experienced, X knows about that too. He closes his eyes for a moment. "I don't know how to be what he wants me to be."
For X
The vampire sighs as he turns to lean on the counter, now facing X's direction but with eyes on the floor. "Not exactly," he begins, folding his arm across his chest. "I can't pretend with myself I'm not feeling anything, but..."
Devin trails off for a moment, shoulders tense. "You know my life, X. You know that examples of healthy relationships have been practically nonexistent." And the level of violence he perpetrated, and the trauma he experienced, X knows about that too. He closes his eyes for a moment. "I don't know how to be what he wants me to be."