[The moment the door slides open, Itto will understand why Aether told him to ignore him.]
[The scent of blood is no doubt the first thing he'll notice, but Aether isn't injured. The small amount of blood on his scarf couldn't possibly be his own, whereas the trace amount of his around the corners of his lips say plenty about where it actually came from. But he might not even have that much of a chance to react to all of that, because the moment the door opens, Aether is on him, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and tugging him down to meet his eyes.]
[Blood red to match Itto's -- along with a pair of frightening sharp fangs. Even the grip Aether has is unusually strong, and the look in his eyes is... well, he's pretty obviously not himself, giggling as he grins.]
Heheh... finally got you!
[...yeah, he's about five seconds before Aether leans in and bites him. What do??]
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[The scent of blood is no doubt the first thing he'll notice, but Aether isn't injured. The small amount of blood on his scarf couldn't possibly be his own, whereas the trace amount of his around the corners of his lips say plenty about where it actually came from. But he might not even have that much of a chance to react to all of that, because the moment the door opens, Aether is on him, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and tugging him down to meet his eyes.]
[Blood red to match Itto's -- along with a pair of frightening sharp fangs. Even the grip Aether has is unusually strong, and the look in his eyes is... well, he's pretty obviously not himself, giggling as he grins.]
Heheh... finally got you!
[...yeah, he's about five seconds before Aether leans in and bites him. What do??]