There was a strange sense of rejection to that, and it surprised Greer how much he'd wanted to offer Mikhal his blood again. "Oh, yes of course. I--didn't think you wanted a meal." He was a little embarrassed and he fidgeted with his pants, picking imaginary lint from the knee of his trousers.
"You're listening to Johnny Cash. His voice is amazing. Had I already mentioned that? We don't listen to much non-religious music at the seminary. Gregorian chants, choir music, that sort of thing."
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