James, Leon, and open because this may get ugly
James stood over Leon, motionless as he witnessed the other vampire's collapse. James' expression was neutral, but his eyes were electric with wonder.
James slowly crouched down in front of Leon, letting his power fade. He couldn't look away. It was so raw, so painful, the emotional anguish that played over Leon's face. Beautiful. Here, James had a front row seat. Leon was broken before him, shattered into pieces on the floor. James wanted to relish this and not blink or miss a moment. Here the proud crumbled and fell. Emotion was what James craved, but he did not see the appeal for himself when it could reduce a person to this.