Give the Boy a Hand(private)

“….that’s not exactly what I was…” He’d frown, not quite sure how to word himself on this subject. “I don’t mean it isn’t. I can guess what the reasons most typically are though. All I’m saying is that I think there are worse types of beings for one to become if they are the type to struggle with even what vampires do. Because there still is something that gives vampires more options to make it work despite the potential struggles, compared to a lot of other species who’d have absolutely no way out.” Especially when talking about humans being turned into other beings. Although he’d dare say others could have the same type of issues as well, albeit it was somewhat less likely.

When it came to the big boss man, he’d simply shrug. There really wasn’t anything he’d want to say to that. Perhaps because he didn’t have much of a reason to care about whether the man was awake or not. Unless they happened to meet, in which case it would become his business in a way, but he sure wasn’t planning on purposefully doing that for no reason.

He’d scratch the side of his neck with an odd face. “I think…the issue is that people are prone to panicking. Most of the options at hand are more conjecture than knowledge you need to study up on. For the most part at least. There are several ways to get at blood…almost anyone would know as much if they stop to think about it.” He’d shrug vaguely. “Besides, isn’t the main problem usually that those who are forced to become vampires are too afraid to kill because they were taught it’s wrong given that humans are normally more peaceful? There are ways to attempt going around that if their conscience really doesn’t let them accept the possibility, even though taking blood from someone doesn’t have to result in murder. There’s the option of temporarily hunting animals, which would potentially be easier to stomach as humans eat animals as well. Hell, they could even resort to breaking into a blood bank of some sort as a last resort. Everyone knows blood is collected for various reasons, and therefore exists outside of people’s bodies as well.” Not all of them were the greatest options ever, but if one really had to stoop lower for a time before they figured out a better way, or got over themselves….

“Anything’s probably better than not getting any.” That was simply bound to not end well for the person, and make it even harder for them to get used to it later.

There would be a twitch in his expression at that. As much as he had been trying not to throughout the previous moments, he was really starting to get irritated now. What right did the guy have to act like he almost always had a problem with what he was saying, but never fucking open his mouth to actually explain why and give some reasoning? It was getting on his nerves. Not only did talking to the guy about almost anything feel like pulling teeth, but he also had the gall to talk back like that without bothering to just be direct about what the problem was. He had been trying to at least explain some of his train of thought, despite the fact that he could have left it at his original short statement without expanding on any of it, and the vampire can’t even grace him with one more insightful answer here. He was getting real tired of being the one going in depth with talking pretty much all the time, and getting next to nothing in return. How was he supposed to be aware of what the fuck about his words was bothering the guy constantly when there was no honest attempt to have a normal talk about it?

He’d glare at the man sharply before just snorting flatly. “Am I supposed to care? You’re not going out of your way to give me a single fucking deeper opinion on the matter, or most others to be fair. You can go to hell with your passive aggressiveness if you can’t open your mouth to have an honest discussion about things in the first place. I’m not going to just take that if you act like a sulking insulted puppy and expect me to be okay with being blamed for not knowing you don’t like something I said. If all you can do is judge intentions inside your own head without saying your serious opinions about anything out loud, then you can go fuck off.” He was honestly just about done. Either the vampire was going to man up and actually communicate properly, or he was done having much respect for the man. While he was willing to accept people seeing him as a bit of a jerk to an extent, those who thought that and didn’t even have the balls to say it to his face honestly were bound to piss him off. He didn’t need to be taking that. It didn’t even give him an option to elaborate on things or talk it out, because somebody saw it better to fume silently and not offer any chances for a more mutual understanding to be reached.

He'd shrug flatly. "Be my guest. Just so you know though, I have no intention of really respecting people who can't say it to my face when they have a problem. If you want me to care or be mindful specifically about something that bothers you, I'd have to know what it is. I can't read your internal thoughts however. And I refuse to automatically tiptoe around everything by default. Unless you want me to treat you like a fragile child who doesn't have a voice to assert themselves." He had absolutely no idea what was up and why. Was he somehow expected to just magically know whenever he apparently stepped over some invisible line? Because if that was the case, there were going to be some problems. Even if he made the effort to keep a watch on the emotional state part, that alone couldn't tell him the nuances. Someone could feel frustrated and still be willing to carry on a talk....stuff like that was just not decisive unless it came out of the person's voicebox directly. Otherwise he was going to just take his chances. If you really wanted to object so hard, you could have after all. Didn't? Then it wasn't necessarily his fault, was it now? Not completely at the very least.

Either way, unless the guy changed his mind, he wasn't going to follow after this time. He didn't really trust himself to not let this get worse if he had to deal with more obstinacy in his current mood. There would be no point in it anyway...

Of course. Why’d he even expect any response, right? Frankly, he couldn’t say he did. The vampire wasn’t willing to actually confront him, no matter what he said. Which only helped contribute to his anger, because honestly, people who’d just run away from a problem that could be talked out were the worst thing to deal with. Sure, an argument wasn’t easy, but was it more helpful to walk away and never get anything settled? He’d rather fight even if only because it was better than complete ignorance like that. He wasn’t sure whether the guy even realized how much of a hypocrite he was being in this however. He didn’t even try to confirm whether he had the right idea about what had been said or any of it. And this guy’s so worried about how others would view him and whatever his secrets were? When not even giving another any benefit of the doubt, and just running away firmly convinced he already knew how it was? He’d think worrying about how you come across would make one more mindful towards others and their expression too, but apparently that wasn’t a thought the vampire entertained when it mattered.

He didn’t want to be bothered by this, but the notion was unfortunately unpleasant all around. It reminded him of why he borderline hated people sometimes. He was aware that he could come off strong and even polarizing with his opinions, but he had always believed it was better to speak one’s mind, rather than constantly regret you never brought this or that up when you could have. It was also a good test. Were he constantly adjusting what he said to please whoever he was speaking to, he’d never know where he truly stood with them. If you found out they had a big problem with you because of an opinion of yours, or something you were and turned on you for it…? Technically good to know, because that wasn’t a person you wanted as a long-term friend.

…still, it happened far too often for him to be comfortable with the fact entirely. People were so easy to offend and they’d immediately assume things and not look back to double-check the validity of it. Everyone cared about their own pride and feelings more than they did about finding what the full truth was. All it took was one person unwilling to work on things, and you could do nothing to fix it, because they wouldn’t bother listening. The world was such a messed up place…and he found it almost amusing that everyone had to wonder why he didn’t come off as nice most of the time. He didn’t want to be involved in all this polite hiding shit. He wasn’t even really able to…he was pretty sure it was too noticeable when he didn’t agree with how things were.

Regardless, work was work, and he had relocated himself to a more open grassy area to keep going, so he didn’t need to constantly walk back and forth to get more unicorns. He could just stay among them. Made the job quicker, together with not having to pay mind to anyone while doing it.

Well, not that it mattered whether they ended up working together or not. He had his limits too. He didn't intent to really talk with the vampire again. The guy made a choice. Fine. Better not start regretting it, because it was a little too late now. The guy didn't even know yet what it really meant to get a cold treatment if he thought that his previous talking was him being insulting and not caring. The worst was when he did stop trying to reason with a person, because at least when he was making the effort to engage, it meant he was willing to listen were they to have something to say in return. Quite the contrary to some of the impressions, he was actually very good at keeping the silence when he made the decision. It wasn't like he was in any way dependent on his relationship with the vampire being good. Sure, there was the issue of what to tell Nyx were they to remain on bad terms for a long period of time, but to be fair there wasn't much else besides her simply having to deal with it. The guy had never really wanted to work together with him on the things that were happening anyway. The only reason he had been told was because he went out of his way to press for it, and the fact that him knowing Nyx gave him some extra leverage.

It took him a good amount of time to get all the unicorns finished off, but it wasn't all that bad with the distractions gone, plus not all of them were that dirty, making some of them a quicker job. He'd take a glance up at the sky once he was finally done, noting that it was definitely no longer the sunny middle of the day...