They're just jealous. Apology accepted. And now you're the power source for a new triumvirate. Did you get burned? he asked.
Wait, I said. I put my hands over both of his, so that we held each other. Miss Blake, if I am only another type of walking dead, then is it fair to deny me the same chance that this vampire has gotten? You're not a vampire, I said. He gave me a real smile this time, with enough humor to drive out the blankness in his eyes.
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