[Katsuki watches as Mike's hand reaches up to his neck to clot the wounds, and seeing the two fang holes there has him reach to gently touch over the wound on his own neck. Two holes... right. Right. Right... That thing. That creature that had bit onto his neck did it--- it got Mike?]
I... a-are you okay? Did-- did you get bit, too?
[Now his clawed hand reaches out to touch at Mike's injury. Very carefully, he brushes the pads of his fingers against the closed wound and the sight of the still wet blood that smears makes him lick his lips. His stomach growls. And the sight of those claws coupled with the sudden impulse to lick Mike's wound has his addled brain starting to piece together to him what happened... but even if it's so obvious-- he doesn't want to accept it, yet.
He instead just looks at Mike with fearful eyes. Both scared for what had happened to Mike, and scared of what had happened to himself. And... scared that this hunger for his dad's blood meant what he thought it meant.]
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I... a-are you okay? Did-- did you get bit, too?
[Now his clawed hand reaches out to touch at Mike's injury. Very carefully, he brushes the pads of his fingers against the closed wound and the sight of the still wet blood that smears makes him lick his lips. His stomach growls. And the sight of those claws coupled with the sudden impulse to lick Mike's wound has his addled brain starting to piece together to him what happened... but even if it's so obvious-- he doesn't want to accept it, yet.
He instead just looks at Mike with fearful eyes. Both scared for what had happened to Mike, and scared of what had happened to himself. And... scared that this hunger for his dad's blood meant what he thought it meant.]