Neron
Neron does check whether or not Remi takes him up on the offer, and although what the other man says is true - he hasn't been drunk in so long - he'd have also liked something to take the edge off if possible. It's a stock room that he leads them into, cooler than the bar area and stacked with crates and boxes, and the Hailstorm shuts the door behind them to maintain some privacy.
Hopefully if he's gone for too long, someone will poke around and find his body.
"Noted," Neron murmurs, ruffling a hand through his hair and arching an eyebrow at the vial. "You first," he says, motioning for the other man's wrist. "If I'm going to get my head ripped off and my blood drained - potentially - I'd like to know it was worth it first."
Hopefully if he's gone for too long, someone will poke around and find his body.
"Noted," Neron murmurs, ruffling a hand through his hair and arching an eyebrow at the vial. "You first," he says, motioning for the other man's wrist. "If I'm going to get my head ripped off and my blood drained - potentially - I'd like to know it was worth it first."
i am mine
before i am ever anyone else’s
before i am ever anyone else’s
