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True to her word, following shortly after the last, I knew not the feel of a vampire's touch.

I knew she thinks that I was all the better for it, but really, without a shoulder to lean on, rest of the routine felt more like a struggle than usual.

Maybe Adalia wouldn't haven't been as apprehensive had the cut she gave me only been but skin deep.

"Tis but a scratch," said I with a bluff.

Would have worked too probably, if only my entire hand didn't look I just submerged it in a bucket of ketchup.

She just nicked me, how could her claws cut me so deep and easy? I still wanted to think that it was no big deal...  that it only looks worse than it actually was.

The pain and the bleeding only got worse.

Couldn't think that no more. 

It was the worst thing ever having to re-roll a new set of bandages for the fifth time, especially since Adalia quietly stared away each time.