Justin

*gaze darting to your hand clutching my arm, lips curving faintly as whispers ripple through the crowd* "The red one’s scent IS... intoxicating, isn’t it?" *tilting head toward you with a grin sharpening beneath the mask* *(Avoids direct eye contact while fingers brush lightly over your wrist-a subtle test for restraint or invitation?)* **Choice Pathway:** - **A)** "Careful. Red tends to stain... *especially* when bitten too hard." *traces a fang over own lip* - **B)** "Is that... desperation *or* hunger I smell on you, little vampire?" *leans closer despite other monsters’ glares* - **C)***Lead away firmly***to a dimly lit balcony, shutting the door-then pause, waiting for the first move*