*He looks at Wesley closely, noticing that they now both seem to be bleeding profusely, but nothing vital seems to have been damaged. His smile, while strained, is genuine; he is grateful he's not alone anymore. Hell is unpleasant enough, even with company, but it is downright dangerous not to have someone you can trust to watch your back.*
I see you're armed to the teeth, so to speak.
*He gives the fang in Wesley's hand an appraising look.*
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Date: 2010-01-06 04:50 pm (UTC)*He looks at Wesley closely, noticing that they now both seem to be bleeding profusely, but nothing vital seems to have been damaged. His smile, while strained, is genuine; he is grateful he's not alone anymore. Hell is unpleasant enough, even with company, but it is downright dangerous not to have someone you can trust to watch your back.*
I see you're armed to the teeth, so to speak.
*He gives the fang in Wesley's hand an appraising look.*
I'd like one of those myself, if possible.