Two of you, I do not know if I can- Just tell us, I said. Our job is to tone things down a notch, he said. I turned back, because that's what you do when someone speaks to you. Try for some kind of leverage in the ongoing game of one-upmanship that Bert and I had played for years.
Or maybe he was trying to give me time. I took the opportunity to ask if he could turn the music down. His hand, which had been pushing against Damian's shoulder, suddenly went limp, and all that kept Damian from sinking teeth into Richard again was Richard's grip on his long red hair. I would feed, and Nathaniel might not survive it.
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