[He nods. Good. Trust is important to Elijah. He's glad that he's earned it. He finishes his drink and turns towards her, extending his hand.]
Come here.
[The tone of his voice is just a little lower, and his head tilts as he looks at her. Eyes darkening, gaze moving to her throat. It's clear where his focus has shifted.]
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Come here.
[The tone of his voice is just a little lower, and his head tilts as he looks at her. Eyes darkening, gaze moving to her throat. It's clear where his focus has shifted.]