When she showed him her scar, he is aware she had other scars. He had seen them before, kissed them before, touched them with caresses, and admired them all. He touched her scar with a gentle caress.
"Drinking wildlife is fine, but human blood is more fulfilling. But Rip, I didn't realize you're really pushing yourself it by working out in broad daylight."
With a sigh, he searched his coat pocket to bring out a big blood bag. It's a big bag, extra large size, of fresh virgin blood, a thick, heavy liquid, and placed it on her lap.
"I was wrong to let you fend for yourself. I was thinking if you work by yourself since this is something you can do and wanted to do, and you did it, you succeeded. I was...trying to give you some space because I didn't us to be attached from hip to hip. I don't want you to think you're my shadow or Sera's shadow." Initially, he allowed Rip with so much freedom, because he was worried that Rip is a clingy type. He didn't like codependent women. But Rip proven herself she's not one of those annoying types.
"I like it that you will risk anything to get the job done and do things your own way, but no job is worth risking and sacrifice your life for. I would think you learned that since our first fight together on that ship, but you were following on someone else orders. That's what I like that a lot about you and admire you for it." He said. "I was wondering for all of this time if you would rather do things your way and I like that part of you, your stubbornness. Just wanted to see if there is still some fight and willpower in you and if you're willing to fight for yourself."
He cupped her chin. "But don't do that anymore, working in the sun. I mean it, Rip. If you need something, let me go get it. Drink the blood in this bag. You're going to need it. A lot of blood. I can starve myself without consequence, but not you." Tilt her head aside and give her a kiss.
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When she showed him her scar, he is aware she had other scars. He had seen them before, kissed them before, touched them with caresses, and admired them all. He touched her scar with a gentle caress.
"Drinking wildlife is fine, but human blood is more fulfilling. But Rip, I didn't realize you're really pushing yourself it by working out in broad daylight."
With a sigh, he searched his coat pocket to bring out a big blood bag. It's a big bag, extra large size, of fresh virgin blood, a thick, heavy liquid, and placed it on her lap.
"I was wrong to let you fend for yourself. I was thinking if you work by yourself since this is something you can do and wanted to do, and you did it, you succeeded. I was...trying to give you some space because I didn't us to be attached from hip to hip. I don't want you to think you're my shadow or Sera's shadow." Initially, he allowed Rip with so much freedom, because he was worried that Rip is a clingy type. He didn't like codependent women. But Rip proven herself she's not one of those annoying types.
"I like it that you will risk anything to get the job done and do things your own way, but no job is worth risking and sacrifice your life for. I would think you learned that since our first fight together on that ship, but you were following on someone else orders. That's what I like that a lot about you and admire you for it." He said. "I was wondering for all of this time if you would rather do things your way and I like that part of you, your stubbornness. Just wanted to see if there is still some fight and willpower in you and if you're willing to fight for yourself."
He cupped her chin. "But don't do that anymore, working in the sun. I mean it, Rip. If you need something, let me go get it. Drink the blood in this bag. You're going to need it. A lot of blood. I can starve myself without consequence, but not you." Tilt her head aside and give her a kiss.