[His lips press together, because he definitely doesn't agree with that statement at all. She's risking her health in small ways, she has to take care of herself more closely to make sure she isn't getting fatigued from blood loss, she's giving him peace of mind, that even if the closets were to turn on them, he wouldn't starve or have to go after innocent people and put himself at risk for retaliation.
He could handle all of that, but this is a hell of a lot easier.
He'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it, too.
Richie is quiet for a while as he watches her, the words sticking in his throat, because he knows it'll affect her decision. But she also wants the truth, and Richie isn't notorious for lying.]
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He could handle all of that, but this is a hell of a lot easier.
He'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it, too.
Richie is quiet for a while as he watches her, the words sticking in his throat, because he knows it'll affect her decision. But she also wants the truth, and Richie isn't notorious for lying.]
I don't like hurting you.