That's what we always are - even here, [and she always stumbles over how to address him, even after all this (really rather little) time] Makara mine. Always alone in our own way.
[Suddenly she strikes the skin of his neck with her fangs, just as a puncture wound, from which she immediately draws away.] Always together.
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[Suddenly she strikes the skin of his neck with her fangs, just as a puncture wound, from which she immediately draws away.] Always together.