This is all the blood I've got. Jean-Claude, you know the old American saying, about not looking a gift horse in the mouth? Oui. The ones who hadn't gotten accustomed to that paler than pale look. I would have said, no, but my teeth were shaking so hard I was afraid I was going to chip one of them.
Like maybe, not forgetting the ardeur during a police investigation. I thought we should kill Primo, and do it now, before he recovered. The memory that had gone with that smell, had dampened the ardeur. That's alright, nobody likes necromancers.
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