Because you're not wrong: you don't know what it's like to be a vampire.
No idea what they're— what we're truly like. How little worth life of any stripe merits in the focus of cold, deadened eyes. [Cattle, was the word so often used. The word that comes to mind after years gone unheard outside of dreams.] Nothing but another means to feed. To sate that endless, endless hunger, as if there'll ever be such a thing as a moment void of invidious desire.
And I— in my fear and overwhelming distress once I realized where we were— would've been all too glad to disregard my opportunity to choose a different path. Swear rote brutality in as just one more necessity amongst the rest and never thought on it again.
[His lashes don't lift. He isn't staring at Leto; close as they are, he doesn't need to.]
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No idea what they're— what we're truly like. How little worth life of any stripe merits in the focus of cold, deadened eyes. [Cattle, was the word so often used. The word that comes to mind after years gone unheard outside of dreams.] Nothing but another means to feed. To sate that endless, endless hunger, as if there'll ever be such a thing as a moment void of invidious desire.
And I— in my fear and overwhelming distress once I realized where we were— would've been all too glad to disregard my opportunity to choose a different path. Swear rote brutality in as just one more necessity amongst the rest and never thought on it again.
[His lashes don't lift. He isn't staring at Leto; close as they are, he doesn't need to.]
....if not for you.
[A vital choice, indeed.]