I'll count. I don't really know much about being... what I am. I've mostly been trying to fight it. Right now I'm just glad I didn't take too much from you.

[ He fiddles with the end of his cut sleeve. It sounds stupid that he doesn't know anything but it's not like his mother ever told him about any of this, and he's certainly not talking to her now. Pryce's solutions have been the only ones he's had and yes he doesn't want to be upir but maybe it isn't such a curse? Maybe he can hack it in this place, with Will, until he gets home to resume treatments. He's as afraid of himself as he is the monsters that were chasing them earlier but he stopped and he didn't bite and maybe if he doesn't get hungry too often it'll be okay.

It's the most hopeful he's felt in awhile. ]

It's really beautiful. Your singing.