[Anything he could truly want, he doesn't think Jotaro could ever give him. He almost says as much, but he's distracted with how intensely Jotaro's eyes look at him. Is that how he appears to other people? The sharp eyes of a predator, a beast? He wonders. He doesn't feel vulnerable, but he is curious.]
A taste of your blood.
I don't need to bite you. Give me a vial, even a drop.
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A taste of your blood.
I don't need to bite you. Give me a vial, even a drop.