(Daniel's sleep is deep, and untroubled. When the vampire he's cradling disentangles himself to slip away, he doesn't stir; too tired, too sedated by the sun, and the previous night's lack of sleep, all the stress, the stupid jolt to his heart, and his maker's healing blood. He won't come to until sunset.
Still. He doesn't move like a human would, shifting around, but the change in position is significant. One arm moves just a little, reaching over the now empty space. Grasping for a body no longer there.)
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Still. He doesn't move like a human would, shifting around, but the change in position is significant. One arm moves just a little, reaching over the now empty space. Grasping for a body no longer there.)