[Just give him a minute. Just-- Just a minute. To wind his arms around Adrian's waist and bury his face against the dhampir's neck. The gratitude -- and his need -- overwhelms him at times, but he doesn't have to pay mind to it. He's a dab hand at refusing to acknowledge all other emotions, after all; why should this be any different?
With a regretful parting squeeze, Trevor takes a step back. With a steadying breath, he motions for Adrian to be on his way if he so chooses. He'll be following the dhampir upstairs to change, in any case.]
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[Just give him a minute. Just-- Just a minute. To wind his arms around Adrian's waist and bury his face against the dhampir's neck. The gratitude -- and his need -- overwhelms him at times, but he doesn't have to pay mind to it. He's a dab hand at refusing to acknowledge all other emotions, after all; why should this be any different?
With a regretful parting squeeze, Trevor takes a step back. With a steadying breath, he motions for Adrian to be on his way if he so chooses. He'll be following the dhampir upstairs to change, in any case.]