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Galvin looked at both of them as if they were ludicrous. "Bullshit." He said balling fingers into a fist. The good doctor quelled his anger with logic and the sound reason of the situation. Though Galvin was able to keep a straight face his stomach dropped. He licked his lips. "I don't understand why this happened. It did not happen last time and I am sure he took more blood." Idly he reached up to his neck rolling his head around in a circle as he thought about their last swore ray with Indian food, sex and a bite on the counter.