( he's aware of the warning. he knows what he is capable of accomplishing, and as such he has little shame in it. he spares her a look, one of placid, rhetorical question, his brows lifted. ) You said you were hungry. ( the drawl is ominous, imbued with a dark amusement, but klaus makes no move to follow through on the obvious path.
instead, he looks back into the man's stricken gaze. ) Are there blood provisions in this hospital?
( his victim seems choked for a moment, more afraid of the sound bubbling up in his throat than his answer. realizing he need not speak, the fear fades in his eyes; he shakes his head.
that answers that. klaus weighs a hand on his shoulder and pivots towards caroline. ) Well, ( he concludes, and gestures towards the man with obvious meaning. bon appétit. )
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instead, he looks back into the man's stricken gaze. ) Are there blood provisions in this hospital?
( his victim seems choked for a moment, more afraid of the sound bubbling up in his throat than his answer. realizing he need not speak, the fear fades in his eyes; he shakes his head.
that answers that. klaus weighs a hand on his shoulder and pivots towards caroline. ) Well, ( he concludes, and gestures towards the man with obvious meaning. bon appétit. )