[ml1201]

"I'm alright Faye, it was just a cough. And no, I haven't spoken to a witch, I actually haven't the slightest clue where to find one to be honest. It's not like I know many people to talk to about such matters, I've always just hid as much as possible. And I was lucky getting silver eyes when I turned, gold are red eyes are hard to hid when trying to blend in." He had not thought about asking a witch back when he first consumed Lilith, he didn't realize she could return until much later on down the road, when all the witches she knew were dead.

He begins scratching Faye behind her ears, finding it very soothing to do. Now that he thinks about it, when he was a kid he did want a dog at one point, but his family couldn't afford it obviously. It's not like his family did much hunting unless they needed food during the winter.