"You..." He stops, feeling his heart plummet, realising even as he reaches out with his mind that his marks are lost, his connection to Nathaniel buried under that he now shares with Anita, and Damian. And by extension, Jean-Claude and Richard. They are connected, the five of them together.
But not to him.
"A pentumverate of vampire, human, and lycanthrope has never occured, that I know of," he answers, taking refuge in logic, in the metaphysics of it, rather than his feelings. He cannot think of that now, not when Nathaniel is here.
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"You..." He stops, feeling his heart plummet, realising even as he reaches out with his mind that his marks are lost, his connection to Nathaniel buried under that he now shares with Anita, and Damian. And by extension, Jean-Claude and Richard. They are connected, the five of them together.
But not to him.
"A pentumverate of vampire, human, and lycanthrope has never occured, that I know of," he answers, taking refuge in logic, in the metaphysics of it, rather than his feelings. He cannot think of that now, not when Nathaniel is here.