Oh, look at that look on his face. Connie softened again. As if he could be angry at Cian for too long. The Elder Kindred was like a lost puppy at times and he did hate to kick a puppy. Connie did not hold still, straightening up to steal a very brief kiss - blink and you'd miss it.
But the focus shifted to Chiyu and he frowned slightly. He had been quite rough with her, hadn't he? And yet she'd been all too happy to let him. "Likely. I... I drank deep," he warned. He hadn't brought her close to death but it had been a bit hairy and they really didn't need an accidental siring. "Her... Her mind is breaking quite quickly, I'm afraid," he frowned, reaching out to brush her hair back out of her face while she slept. Tonight, he wondered if it was a mistake but it was far too late to back out now.