Re: Kol Mikaelson and Allison Argent
Kol felt her wince at his touch and that bothered him more than he would like to admit. He did his best to stifle the urge to leave her side, go hunt down her opponent, and make her suffer just as much as Allison was now. He was itching to settle the score, but Allison's words kept that vindictiveness at bay for the moment.
"I'm not," Kol replied bluntly. "Normally. However, my blood can heal. You would just have to drink it." Kol put her fingers on his wrist. "It would just take a moment. A simple taste and the pain would be gone." Kol looked away; Allison had caught him in a lie once and for that, well, Kol always told the truth.
"But if you die with it in your system, you would be in transition. I'm not expecting you to die obviously, but I can't lie to you about the consequences." He took her hand and placed a tender kiss on the palm, dark eyes gazing intently into her own.
"I just want you to be okay. I don't-I don't favor seeing you in pain, Allison."