Once she was up he took his hand back. He liked to play gentlemen but he could hear her heart beating and it was making the hunger rise. She was not food. Fish are friends, not food.

"Not exactly but shared hallucinations are not a common occurrence." He offered before rolling his eyes behind his shades. It was bright enough for it to be seen to. "You have no idea. Being Greek I should have had a marvelous tan, but no. I have this ultra sensitive skin. It's really not fair." Such was his life.