[Evil Tink]

He chuckled flicking the bullet into the trash can and licking his bloody fingers once, "Well next time, you might not be so lucky." He then grabbed Aaron's arm, looking at the wound for a moment. His eye flash red when the man had closed his own. The thick, hot smell and sight of the blood was driving him nuts. He wanted nothing more than to take his reward now, but Aaron would not survive a...donation... With a sigh, he closed his eye, forcing back to it's ice blue color as he stood, "I'll be right back.."

He wandered through the apartment until he found the bathroom. He grabbed the necessary materials and headed back to Aaron. He crouched down again, lifting Aaron's arm and cleaning the wound thoroughly before bandaging it. "There...the cleanser had a slight anesthetic so it shouldn't hurt so much in a few moments." He shuddered a bit as he looked to his bloody fingers once more. One more lick? He bit his lip a bit, then stood, lacing his fingers behind his back.