"I don't really need that much or that often." Armand appreciates how thoughtful that has been, but he's quick to reassure Ganymede it won't be necessary. He also doesn't want to cause trouble. "I can actually go a long, long time without having to eat. Perks of the age."
Young vampires need the blood often and feel the thirst with more intensity because their bodies are slowly growing used to their new nature. After 500 years, Armand is beyond having to suffer the disadvantage, but he does enjoy a good meal. Or freeing the world of the scum it won't miss.
The museum could never kick them out, no, but Armand will try to get Ganymede out of it before it closes so he can later come to collect the painting and meet with his friend again. With some luck, he won't have to try too hard to convince the other man that he needs to excuse himself for half an hour.
"A generous offer, G. I do enjoy these kinds of technicalities, thank you."
He won't say no to trying pretty much anything. What's the worst that could happen? It's not as if drugs could get him addicted or tobacco could give him a pulmonary disease. In that regard, both Ganymede and he are very lucky.
Armand leans in to gently assault Ganymede's personal space, pressing himself close to the other man and tilting his head, sharp gaze meeting the other man's eyes before flicking briefly to his mouth and then back up.
"Is that so? Well, who am I to deny you anything you want? I live to please."
He also lives to cause mischief and trouble, but that's neither here nor there. And Ganymede might enjoy the kind of trouble Armand brings to his doorstep anyway.
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Young vampires need the blood often and feel the thirst with more intensity because their bodies are slowly growing used to their new nature. After 500 years, Armand is beyond having to suffer the disadvantage, but he does enjoy a good meal. Or freeing the world of the scum it won't miss.
The museum could never kick them out, no, but Armand will try to get Ganymede out of it before it closes so he can later come to collect the painting and meet with his friend again. With some luck, he won't have to try too hard to convince the other man that he needs to excuse himself for half an hour.
"A generous offer, G. I do enjoy these kinds of technicalities, thank you."
He won't say no to trying pretty much anything. What's the worst that could happen? It's not as if drugs could get him addicted or tobacco could give him a pulmonary disease. In that regard, both Ganymede and he are very lucky.
Armand leans in to gently assault Ganymede's personal space, pressing himself close to the other man and tilting his head, sharp gaze meeting the other man's eyes before flicking briefly to his mouth and then back up.
"Is that so? Well, who am I to deny you anything you want? I live to please."
He also lives to cause mischief and trouble, but that's neither here nor there. And Ganymede might enjoy the kind of trouble Armand brings to his doorstep anyway.