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Bleh! I got some in my mouth!

Thrall sobs.

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Hex:
And you…

Thrall:
Just make it quick.

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Hex:
Don’t be in such a hurry to die. I’m not going to hurt you. You're still mortal and I don't scent any thing about murder about you.

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Hex:
You're just another victim here, aren't you?

The first order of business is to get you clean. You stink of vampire.

And then get a sandwich inside you. Or two. And a milkshake.