Mikhal kept his hands tucked away inside of the pockets of his coat and he watched Greer quietly. He wasn't sure what to say. He wasn't sure that there was anything to say at all.
"It didn't just happen, you asked me to do it," he finally replied as he stepped a little closer. He could hear Greer's heart, could even taste the man's blood on his tongue. "You said you needed to feel me. Why are you here? Why come here of all places if what you think happened was a mistake? You shouldn't be here."
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