Returning to their private quarters, Damien placed the slumbering crimson-haired vampire in her comfy white bed and sighed to himself upon seeing her peaceful, dozing expression. He recalled his discussion with the seventh Paragon regarding her sustenance of blood.
It was something he'd rather avoid, but since Hecate was his partner. There was no circumventing it. Staring at the pale and beautiful face of the sleeping vampire, he shifted strands of her crimson hair before stepping out of her private quarters.
'I should talk to her about it once she awakens from her sleep.' Damien thought and entered his private quarters, which were less lavish compared to those of the SIGIL Headquarters. But Block 7 had barely begun; there were many things they needed to do.
Even their tower wasn't renovated yet, so expecting a luxurious room was foolish and ignorant of their current circumstance.
