Destro couldn't look over at Ashley when Alice was in front of him. The beautiful doctor was very attractive, although luckily for her, Destro wasn't very interested. Watching the IV enter his arm, the vampire barely even moved while she was treating the wound, feeling the pain stop a little due to the infection leaving his system. Luckily it wasn't what Ashley had, if so he'd be halfway dead by now.
Noticing Alice lighting a cigarette, Destro listened to what she said and scoffed, not liking the idea that he had to rest once he was done here. "I can't do any work?" He wondered, his eyes looking into hers without any signs of hostility. She did help him after all.
Ket walked out of the back room and noticed Ashley, with Destro nearby being treated. With a skewed look on his face, Ket walked over to help his friend, his gaze still resting on Destro though. "How's his condition?" Ket whispered, speaking of course of the prisoner. He didn't care whatsoever about the other man sitting nearby.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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