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Ah, well... [There's the slightest hint of embarrassment in his expression.] I probably could've come if I had actually made an effort. But... I don't know, I can't say why I hadn't really tried.

[Then again, when he thinks back, he's had so many distractions of his own that were just within his reach, so he'd never thought to leave the things he could easily have.]

If I'd been Topside the entire time I've been a demon, I'd have seen everything.

[He sounds incredulous, like he can't believe Toby gave up such an opportunity; nevermind that he hasn't bothered to travel much of anywhere since he got here.]

[A chuckle, then a shrug.]

Then, there you go—I'm not you, nor the same as you, am I? In England alone, there was plenty to get myself up to. Maybe I hadn't tried because I was just too busy trying everything in my grasp.

That makes you sound really slutty, Toby. I thought you were a one-man-show.

Not all at the same time! [He laughs.] Time was very much on my side as well.

[He laughs along too.] Humans, mostly? Or other vampires - other supernaturals?

Mostly humans. I didn't really meet other supernaturals, certainly none that could be termed as immortal. So many people; so much loss. And death, of course. [He looks nostalgic, but there's a very distinct change in his expression when he thinks of Dorian. Even now, after all this time, he's completely smitten.] Until one day, I heard of him, and I needed to know if the rumours and the book were true.

Ah, so he was the only option for a lonely eternal Vampire. I get it now.

Do you? It's not... I don't—it's not quite like that. You know he could easily have anyone else. Anytime, anywhere, whoever so pleases him.

[He'd never thought of it that way, as if Dorian had been the only possible solution to his loneliness. No, it was one of many choices, an opportunity to take a chance rather than let it pass him by. Dorian still could've rejected him, and he'd just... have gone on in life, searching for another immortal who might accept his companionship and love.]

And so could I.

[But who he wants, right now... The person he's wanted since dying, since coming back... is Dorian Gray.]

[He listens to Toby attentively, and then laughs a little. He clinks his glass with Toby's.]

And you're both so modest, too.

Oh yeah. I've never met any person more modest. [Despite his amusement, he still rolls his eyes and then sighs as he settles, though he still smiles at the little clink of their glasses.] Ah, so. Ninety years in hell, was it? Anything you could do to pass the time?

Well, I had duties. They don't just keep us around for nothing, they put us to work. So you keep your head down and do your best not to incur their wrath. A good friday night typically involved not being tortured.

[Looking thoughtful.] Duties like what, torturing others? I don't suppose tempting victims became your thing until after going Topside.

[He laughs, and then explains quite simply:] I was a Customs Officer.

...Dare I ask how that worked out?

What are you implying? You think I'd be bad at it?

Not at all; in fact, I imagine you'd have top marks. [How could he not, with the way Abduxel started harassing him? Granted, Toby asked Dorian for exclusivity, and maybe this wouldn't have happened otherwise, but still.] One of Hell's elite, perhaps?

[That makes him laugh again, but this time it's more extended.]

You know, Toby, you aren't so bad for a vampire.

[He was soooo not one of Hell's elites. He raises a hand to order two more drinks from a waiter.]

Ha! [He smiles broadly.] Even so, I don't expect you'll be making house calls for me anytime soon.

[Because this little bonding experience can't possibly have made Abduxel like him that much more, so far as Toby's concerned.]

Well, that depends. Do you need a Customs Officer for anything? Maybe a cavity search?

[Completely flabbergasted for a couple or so stupefying moments.]

Wh-What? NO, th—that's. [Originally, he almost went with "No, thank you," before realizing not a single ounce of thanks is due.

~~However, he isn't actually protesting a cavity search. otz«~~ If anything, he doubts Abduxel would come by unannounced.] That's unnecessary, really.

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[He props his head up with a hand, elbow on the table, to lean towards Toby while he swishes his wine glass around in the other hand.

Although he's got a little shit-eating grin, he manages to repress how much Toby's flustered response makes him want to laugh.]

Is it? You sure? I can wear gloves, if that's what you're worried about.

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[Now stunned, Toby actually vampire-blushes, colour slightly changing on his face and at the tips of his ears.]

That's not what I'm worried about, and given thought, I likely won't be needing your services. Or, at least, anything other than a blood donation.

[He's delighted to see that Toby's blushing, and he immediately smiles with creased eyebrows and a tilted head. Without thinking, he tries to reach and touch Toby's cheek, completely distracted from the topic at hand.]

Does that actually feel warm?

[Yet this is probably one of the more awkward things he could say in this moment.]

[Still shocked, Toby makes no attempt to avoid or resist the demon.

The difference would be barely perceptible to any normal person. It's much like when Toby fed on Dorian and seemed to be the only one who had noticed the creases and wrinkles in Dorian's skin. Perhaps Abduxel can feel the difference, as he may be attuned to it, and it's something he's searching for.

Finally, Toby snaps out of it and swats Abduxel's hand away. But now he's speechless, having forgotten the direction of their conversation.]

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i'm sorry

LOL are you really, i wonder

not even a little

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