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He barely understood the demand, request (the question?) and was in no condition to turn and reply and somehow make any sense out of whatever had happened. Bare wisps of thoughts ran through his head, raw and pained. Nero ignored them, ignored the confusion, the agony that was not only physical, the slow acceptance that yeah, he was going to die. And very soon too.

Still, he fought to speak. Working against the pain and the copious amount of blood pouring everywhere. “…w…what?” And automatically, eyes only half open and almost too glossed over to see, he lifted one hand, blood-stained and empty. “s… s…. see?” Human.

And whatever it was, the monster, the creature was warmer than anything around him; and he was dead already anyway, so Nero rested his palm against his chest and shuddered as a little wave of heat rushed through him. Well, so be it.

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Credo raised his head with a growl, reaching out and taking hold of the sacrifice's wrist. He sniffed its palm, not daring to take another lick of the blood coating it.

"Human," he said with a nod, brow furrowing in confusion. If it was human, then why did it hurt to taste its blood?

He looked down at the hand now pressed against his chest and then bit down on his bottom lip. The contact was warm, and- no! He shook his head sharply, reaching out to slash apart the chains holding the bear trap to the ground. They rattled free and with a smooth movement, Credo hoisted the sacrifice up under his arm and flapped into the sky.

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Different? What the actual fuck? A pathetic little gurgle erupted from his chapped, bloodied lips. Nero ran the tip of his tongue down and fought to form words. Well, more like attempted too because other than a few tiny gasps for air and a wheeze, all he managed was to continue grunting at the huge, bulking demon form now standing so much too close for comfort. Not that it would be comfortable without ‘it’ there, either. It was worse now, though.

And it made no sense; but Nero ignored the confusion and the pain and the cold shiver running through him. He felt hot hair against the top of his head, his scalp and exhaled shakily through the taste of blood in his mouth.

“Uhhhh.”

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Credo watched the tongue-tip flicker out, trailing blood with it, and he mirrored the movement unconsciously. The human grunts didn't make much sense to him, and he twitched his tail in annoyance. He hated not understanding things... "Speak properly if you mean to at all," Credo hissed. He reached forward and traced a claw through the blood on the human's bottom lip. It was hot and wet, and he craved it so, raising claw to mouth and licking it clean. It burned! Credo recoiled, tail lashing in anger and confusion. "What are you?" he roared, pain searing his tongue and even deeper down into his body.

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