[ As soon as she speaks and offers to fetch a rat, he freezes. For him, the apprehension about being seen while he feeds is still present, but more than that, he does not want to feed from a rat, not this time. It is a strange turn of events, and perhaps it is his instincts that are leading the way now, but he wants food from another source. He just never thought he would admit to it.
Shaking his head slowly and reluctantly, he tries to put into words what he wishes. ] I- This time, I think that I would like...
[ The words trail off before he can finish the sentence, because even though he knows what it is he wants, he is reluctant to ask for it. He still fears causing her harm by feeding from her, just as he still fears that she will resent him for it, despite her assurances to the contrary. ]
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Shaking his head slowly and reluctantly, he tries to put into words what he wishes. ] I- This time, I think that I would like...
[ The words trail off before he can finish the sentence, because even though he knows what it is he wants, he is reluctant to ask for it. He still fears causing her harm by feeding from her, just as he still fears that she will resent him for it, despite her assurances to the contrary. ]