If his eyes could have rolled back any further in his head, they would've been facing directly backward. "You get enough of squirrel blood. Doves. Vermin. Well done you."
Sprawling out on the other bed, he stretched his arms over his head, groaning."Mmph. I hope she's found someone else to be obsessed with. I'm swearing off women for any amount of time longer than it takes to bite them."