Lokisdottir: iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild:…
“What do you mean by cheating?” Victor asked then sighed as he took a swig from a drink. “I’m usually a decent judge of character. That and there’s something about you that draws me in. That makes me want to be around you.” He said then looked down a little self conscious at explaining his emotions.
“Empath,” she said gently. “I don’t have to worry about if I should trust people. I call it cheating.”
“Oh, I see what you mean there. Well, I read people’s facial expressions and body language pretty well. It’s not the same as being an empath but it’s served me pretty well.” He ran a hand through his medium length hair, needing to do something, to act. He wasn’t used to displaying his emotions and while he didn’t have a problem with Summer knowing them he was afraid his emotions wouldn’t be reciprocated.
“Now why does talking about this tangle you up so much?” Summer frowned a little, looking at Victor from the corner of her eye. “Fear, frustration, concern — that’s a lot of shadows, darlin’.”
Victor looked up at her momentarily surprised then he remembered her ability. “It tangles me up cos I don’t want to hurt the people I care for, which tends to happen. It’s frustrating cos I have these emotions that are holding me back that I can’t seem to shake.”
He shrugged, his chameleon eyes staring into her own eyes. “I have a lot of baggage but I like you. I like you a lot Summer.”
“If you’re worried about hurting me emotionally, then don’t. You … can’t, really. I’ve been all those places,” she looked down, picking at the grass, “heard every possible hurtful thing. If it’s about the vampirism … I think the only person who can ease your mind on that is yourself. I mean, so long as you can’t accidentally turn me, I don’t really care. Other than that, just don’t lie to me, and we’re good.”