"Damien." Eddie replied, pouting. He tilted his head at her touch, willing to let her take some of his blood. Of course that always made him want her afterward, but he wasn't shy. He would take her anywhere she would let him.
"She was turning the crosses right side up. What was I supposed to do? And it wasn't like I hit her that hard."
Bruce nodded. "It's like seeing my own life before my eyes." Bruce replied, trying to figure out how to put it. "Does that mean I like men too? Since you do?" Bruce asked, but it was mostly rhetorical. He had never honestly ever settled on a preference but he'd only ever dated a hand full of women. Maybe there was prospect in what the other Bruce was doing. Maybe there wasn't.