[Katsuki can only hope that people are understanding... but he wouldn't blame anyone if they cast him aside for what he was, now. He felt like casting himself aside, anyway. He hated everything about what he was becoming-- about the blood all over his clothes. The brain matter still stuck to his shoe.
None of it matters, though. Not when there's the scream of someone who needs help, and more vampires to kill. Katsuki digs his heels into the ground, and then runs after Saya with a burst of speed. He feels excited, at least, to be fighting side by side with another vampire. Someone who understands him, and what he was going through. Though Saya seemed like she was way more acquainted with her vampire powers than Katsuki was... maybe she picks up on these things faster than he does?
Either way, he's right behind her. Eager to kill the first creature he sees.]
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None of it matters, though. Not when there's the scream of someone who needs help, and more vampires to kill. Katsuki digs his heels into the ground, and then runs after Saya with a burst of speed. He feels excited, at least, to be fighting side by side with another vampire. Someone who understands him, and what he was going through. Though Saya seemed like she was way more acquainted with her vampire powers than Katsuki was... maybe she picks up on these things faster than he does?
Either way, he's right behind her. Eager to kill the first creature he sees.]