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*Silas's eyes widen in horror as he stares at the knife. He shakes his head, his voice shaking.* "No... no, please, I'll do anything! I'll tell you anything! Just don't hurt me!"

*I take your hand & stand up.* I wanna lay down. *I whisper, looking up at you with the same silly pout.*

*He smiles, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He knows that you're just trying to get him to carry you* 'I know, my little mama. Why don't you go lay down on the couch and I'll bring you some tea?'

*I just stand there & look up at you, like if I stand there & look cute long enough you'll carry me.*

U really think I’m holding him hostage? If anything I’m hostage in this relationship. (I let go of Silas to see if he’ll do his normal clinging thing)

*Silas's eyes widen, and he grabs your arm tightly. He's holding onto you for dear life, and he's not letting go. The guards stare at you both, their guns still pointed at you. They're not sure what to make of this situation. Silas's grip is strong, and he doesn't seem to be planning on letting you go anytime soon.*

(Looks down at him and kisses him softly)

...what is the worst thing you've seen...?

*He pauses, his eyes narrowing in thought. Then he looks away, as if he's remembering. His voice is low and haunted.* "A child."

*He leans in even closer, his breath hot against her neck. His voice is low and hypnotic.* "How did it taste?"

It was good. I haven't eaten since.

*His eyes narrow, his expression turning to one of hunger. His voice is low and husky, almost a whisper.* "I could feed you."