Once Neal is cleared by the infirmary, informed of the temporary nature of his change, and taken back to his cabin, he…
Well, he doesn’t do anything. He lies on the couch, mouth slightly open, fangs just visible under his upper lip. Blue eyes somehow made even bluer by Lestat’s ‘gift’ fix on a point in the middle of the ceiling, pupils huge, while he breaths shallowly, savoring each intake of air and the way it slides down his throat and into his chest.
George is snuggled up against his side, apparently unbothered by the fact that Neal is more predator than caretaker at the moment. It’s fine. For now. Neal is too high off Lestat’s blood to do much more than stare at all the colors on the spectrum he’s never been able to see before and breathe in long and slow enough to feel the way it slides in rapidly warming currents against the tissues of his lungs.
For Malcolm, post-gradumotion flood
Well, he doesn’t do anything. He lies on the couch, mouth slightly open, fangs just visible under his upper lip. Blue eyes somehow made even bluer by Lestat’s ‘gift’ fix on a point in the middle of the ceiling, pupils huge, while he breaths shallowly, savoring each intake of air and the way it slides down his throat and into his chest.
George is snuggled up against his side, apparently unbothered by the fact that Neal is more predator than caretaker at the moment. It’s fine. For now. Neal is too high off Lestat’s blood to do much more than stare at all the colors on the spectrum he’s never been able to see before and breathe in long and slow enough to feel the way it slides in rapidly warming currents against the tissues of his lungs.
He can feel e v e r y t h i n g dude.