( he knows it. dayya, the trickster spirit who works at the concierge desk, has tried and tried to convince him to go there when ash is particularly hungry and, by proxy, pissy. instead, he convinces dayya to let him take a little sip from his wrist, even though the spirit's blood doesn't even taste good to him, always makes him sick after even if it briefly staves off the hunger.
there's something about the thought of amour that unsettles him, though. maybe it's the freshly former human part of him. )
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there's something about the thought of amour that unsettles him, though. maybe it's the freshly former human part of him. )
isn't that place dangerous?