Re: Log: Loki (Nish) and Aedan + Bartender
There were few people in his life that he could hear speak about knowing someone for centuries and he smiled at the woman occupying his passenger seat. "I can imagine it does come as a relief to know you are trusted," he said quietly. Trust was a fragile thing, easily broken, and not so easily repaired.
"It--" he chuckled. "I can hold off, yes. I'm not a fiend. And it varies. If it's fear induced or pleasure induced, your diet, etc, those all change how good blood tastes. Some have a preference for fear induced, but I do not," he said with a little shake of his head. "It's probably the difference between mulled wine and a fine red, if I'm to be honest. A lot goes into how you taste," he said quietly as he finally turned onto a gravel road and a few moments later, pulled into the garage of an older, but well kept, home on the lake. Several other cars were inside and as soon as he was parked, he killed the motor and turned to her.