Wendy & Sasha & Open
"I don't think so," Wendy said, his cold eyes following the people on the dance floor. "There hardly seem to be any rules. They just... gyrate to the music sort of. They were apart a lot earlier, but as the evening has progressed, they started being drawn to one another. Like fireflies mating."
When Sasha admitted to not being a human, Wendy finally directed his gaze towards the other boy. There was a hint of interest in his eyes. At the mention of food, he sniffed disdainfully. "There is hardly any meat," he said, gravely. "If you are not human, what are you then?"