[The embarrassed smile he had painted on his face when he pulled back was soon replaced with a look of confusion as he glanced from Leo's fingers to his own and back. Oh. Oh. Bloody. Mother's blood mixed with some of his own. How awful.]
Huh, why?
[He didn't protest though, even though he questioned it, peeling the stained gloves from his fingers before handing them over.]
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Huh, why?
[He didn't protest though, even though he questioned it, peeling the stained gloves from his fingers before handing them over.]
I don't have another pair.