Thorn: Leif . . . I’m thinking I should find somewhere else to stay.
Leif: What? Why?
Thorn: I’m stronger than I was, when I came to you for help. Faster, too! I’m catching more prey on my own.
And I’m always getting hungrier.
I tried not to kill the feral dog, I just — I couldn’t drink any less blood. It wasn’t enough. I think soon I won’t be sated with anything but human.
Leif: Thorn! I’m human. You can have me!
Why didn’t you say anything before? I’d let you — you could’ve just asked —