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[iceboxed]

[he only nods at first, at the request to stop talking about her child. while he may have never been in a position like hayley's before, he's still lost people. lost those he cared about (loved) before. so he knows how difficult it is to talk about those who're gone. whether they're alive still or not.

the rest though-- the rest has him curious. has him weighing up his options already, despite how far away it still is until his own upcoming full moon. he still has derek here, but actually listening to him has become more difficult by the day. you can't listen to what you can't trust.]

I may need to take you up on that. It's not really working out with my pack.

[a shrug, and he leans back in his seat, half considering getting a glass for himself now. there's still a lot he wants to ask her. but knowing that her home situation is off the cards makes it difficult to know what to say.]

...what about the vampire stuff? I know Jenna used to-- [he cuts himself off abruptly there, staring off toward the rest of the room for a moment. a breath, and then--]

Vampires need to drink blood, right? So what about hybrids?

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[When he glances to the room, she lifts an eyebrow. There's a hint of amusement on her features, probably something that he hasn't seen in a while from her.]

Yeah, I have to feed. It's not as often, my life doesn't depend on it, but there is an underlying blood lust that I have to control. The medical department is capable of handling it, though. I'm not going to go on a tear through the ship.

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[he'd been caught up on a memory that's still painful to him, but her reaction is enough to set it aside for the time being. to bring a smile of his own to his face, briefly. one that's hidden somewhat as he shifts in his seat.]

If you need it--

[a huff, and he pushes himself to his feet, ready to head off to the bar, if only because it means he doesn't have to see how she'll react to what he has to say. at least not yet.]

I've got no problems being a juicebox for you if the medbay doesn't work out.

[and then he's off to said bar for that drink. give him a few minutes.]

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[She goes to reply to his offer, but he's off to the bar, so she'll wait for him to return. When he does, she shakes her head.]

I appreciate the offer, Isaac, but I should be fine. [It's an intimate thing and she wouldn't want to press that sort of thing onto him. Unless he actually wanted to have her do that, but she's pretty sure that no one would simply offer that up for the hell of it.]

Even if there's a shortage, I can be okay for a while. I won't desiccate or anything. [At least, she doesn't think she would. She might get weak, extremely weak, but that would be after a week or more.]