Re: Holding Pens - Samandriel and Mitchell
Mitchell followed along to the private room, keeping his eyes on the boy. When they got there, he smiled brightly at the handler and took the clipboard from him.
"You don't mind if we uh...if I see him alone, do you?" he asked.
The handler leered. "Not at all, sir. Take your time. Not likely anyone else is gonna want a sample."
The vampire frowned again, working over what the other man meant by 'sample' when it hit him, and he didn't know whether to be relieved or insulted. His expression was somewhere between the two. "...oh, yeah," he said, enthusiastically. "I'll just have my...sample...and then let you know, yeah?"