Byron grabbed the handle around her hand and smiled. "Haven't you ever wanted to know what it was like, love?" He climbed the few steps to push her against the door with his presence. "How satisfying such actions could be. To feel the intesity of my bite and the swirl of pleasure of just letting go for an hour." His voice was low, whispered close to her, tinted by the mesmerism he was unsure would work on her species.
"Doesn't hiding away in the medical tent get boring? Everyone else having fun or ignoring your existence when all I want to do is make you feel more alive in this dreary place."