[ She's such a weird girl. Here he is, practically a monster, someone who might just lose control whenever for all god knows (although he's not going to let it happen as long as he has anything to say about it, he'll fight for his humanity until the very last moment since he doesn't want to exist as something that only acts upon instinct, that stick to the ideals and choices he's already made for himself) especially showed by how he just started sucking on her finger without really realising it and didn't stop - and despite all those things, she's still here, and when he holds her close to talk to her without everyone else noticing (much more a practical thing in his mind than something else, although he can sure feel the warmth of her body being so close to his, prompting a weird feeling to emerge in the pits of his stomach) she wraps her arms around him in return despite it not being necessary.
He couldn't be mad at her for practically forcing him to drink her blood. Shinpachi is not thick enough to not realise that she's doing it for his sake, that she just doesn't want to see him in pain even when he's just trying to press on through it. Besides, if anyone is to blame for this situation it's him, he chose to become a rasetsu, he chose to deal with all of this even if he hates it. ]
Yeah. It doesn't hurt.
[ And he's being genuine about it. Although it's true that he would be inclined to hide his pain - a trait many of the men of the Shinsengumi share - in this case the pain really did disappear completely when he had enough of her blood. He isn't planning on letting this be a thing that repeats though. He's not going to drink her blood again, next time he'll just make sure she's not around or-- well, or something. He'll deal with this situation somehow.
And he figures he really should be moving now and get out of his room and on with things so no one is going to think strangely of him being gone for a little bit too long (although he thinks they could figure he's just napping or being lazy or something), but somehow he doesn't feel like moving just yet. The blood made him feel less tired, so it's not that he can't get up, but..
.. there's something about holding her small frame in his arms and her warmth against his body and the soft but sweet smell that comes from her that he doesn't want to give up only to go endure the sun's burning rays again.
He doesn't understand the feeling and wouldn't even know what kind of name to put to it, but even so, he doesn't let go of her for another few moments without saying anything else. ]
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He couldn't be mad at her for practically forcing him to drink her blood. Shinpachi is not thick enough to not realise that she's doing it for his sake, that she just doesn't want to see him in pain even when he's just trying to press on through it. Besides, if anyone is to blame for this situation it's him, he chose to become a rasetsu, he chose to deal with all of this even if he hates it. ]
Yeah. It doesn't hurt.
[ And he's being genuine about it. Although it's true that he would be inclined to hide his pain - a trait many of the men of the Shinsengumi share - in this case the pain really did disappear completely when he had enough of her blood. He isn't planning on letting this be a thing that repeats though. He's not going to drink her blood again, next time he'll just make sure she's not around or-- well, or something. He'll deal with this situation somehow.
And he figures he really should be moving now and get out of his room and on with things so no one is going to think strangely of him being gone for a little bit too long (although he thinks they could figure he's just napping or being lazy or something), but somehow he doesn't feel like moving just yet. The blood made him feel less tired, so it's not that he can't get up, but..
.. there's something about holding her small frame in his arms and her warmth against his body and the soft but sweet smell that comes from her that he doesn't want to give up only to go endure the sun's burning rays again.
He doesn't understand the feeling and wouldn't even know what kind of name to put to it, but even so, he doesn't let go of her for another few moments without saying anything else. ]