Joscelin is still entranced by the smell of blood. He doesn’t seem to notice Peter’s distress or Happy’s arrival. He just stares at the bloody dagger with those inhuman, black eyes.
He bends his head and licks the blood off the blade.
And then he comes sharply to his senses.]
That’s—augh, fuck, why do you taste like bugs?!
[His eyes—now blue—widen when he realizes what he’s done.]
Shit! Parker, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.
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He bends his head and licks the blood off the blade.
And then he comes sharply to his senses.]
That’s—augh, fuck, why do you taste like bugs?!
[His eyes—now blue—widen when he realizes what he’s done.]
Shit! Parker, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.