Erik Osborne

Despite knowing it's coming, the touch still makes him flinch. He endures with slow, meditative breaths. If only her suspicions were true. But he's about to shatter them.

"Had I been mortal at the time, these would have killed me. I wished they could, when I received them."

He turns his head to look at her over his shoulder, "Has Max ever told you that a vampire like me is incapable of starving to death? And that the alternative is far worse?"