[Action | Open]
[His good mood from yesterday is somewhat dampened, but only because of where Conrad's headed. Hope and smiles unfortunately can't keep his hunger at bay forever, and having been torn into bloody shreds 36 hours ago hadn't made matters better. Hence, a trip to the shelter kitchens that's made much longer and more uncomfortable by enough weakness to be discouraging.]
[Once he arrives, he pulls out one of Acumen's blood packs and then -- proceeds to weigh it in his hand, considering. Diva may not even notice the smell, and after being back to himself for those days the idea of feeding on a person -- well, he'd be lying to call it repulsive, but he doesn't want to go that far again.]
[On the other hand, he'd returned to Diva to find her surrounded by torn up bits of dolls. If he displeases her again... imagining the floor coated with his King's or his brother's blood is making him hesitate.]
((OOC: There will be absolutely no vamp-attacks, so feel free to chat him up at the kitchen or on his way there. It's probably pretty obvious by his pallor that he's not feeling great no matter how he denies it, which he will XD;;))