The stance against the "more evil" vampires has begun. Silver lines the inside of Oakhurst, stakes rest in every hand, the lab beneath Legundo is deep into the research on how to cure the ones that want to be cured, including you. There's been talk of war, a topic you know Legundo is very familiar with, and it's been taking a toll on him. You can see it in his eyes, the way he looks at you, it's like he can't lose you.

You're sitting down in the dingey lab with him, holding your stomach from the pain of hunger. Animal blood isn't enough anymore and he's well aware of that.

"Yes, just... hold on-" He begins, carefully setting down the bottle he's holding.

You didn't know what you expected, but Legundo moving his coat to allow you at his neck was not it. There's a flicker behind his eyes of something else you hadn't expected. Excitement. Anticipation. Like the thought of letting you bite him is stirring something more than medical curiosity.

His voice is strained more than before as he lays his conditions down, "Avoid the vital vein, when I tap your shoulder you pull away, you don't get addicted and you hold yourself back from going feral. Understood?"