Victor didn’t protest, he was suddenly having a hard enough time focusing on the present. He sat down, not moving when Helios began to lick his fingers and took a deep breath. “Xander….he, he got me. He found a way t’ bind me. I couldn’t leave. I wanted t’ jus’ make it stop but he wanted me t’ turn others. I lost track of the days after a month. He started t’ starve me some time after the first month. They slipped up an’ I made it out, this is somewhere ‘round day 7.” He shuddered as the myriad of memories flooded his brain. “I came here as soon as I could Summer.”
Sighing, she rubbed a little more, before kneeling beside him and holding out a wrist. “Just a little,” she warned. “If you take too much, I will set you on fire.” She closed her eyes, waiting, and thought about what he’d said. “They’re going to be coming after you. However he caught you the first time, it might work again.”
Victor’s tired eyes looked up to her and quietly took her wrist to his mouth. The first drop of blood that hit his tongue sent an explosive feeling through him and he continued to drink just enough so that he didn’t feel as if he was on death’s door. “Thank you, an’ yes, they will, I’ve yet t’ figure out a plan for that yet but they’re a ways out from finding me. If anything I’m sure of tha’.”
“You’re staying here.” The statement left no room for argument. “He will know where your house is. Can you walk now?” She pushed down on her knees and stood up. “Because you need a shower before you catch your death of cold.” Helios flicked an ear and licked a stray raindrop.
Not waiting for an answer, she went into the kitchen to bandage up her wrist.