Daniel wanted to kiss her again, but instead he backed off and sat against the wall. He draped his arms over his kneecaps.
“You’re not a steak. When I feed it’s… it’s not hunger like you think of it. That part’s just a means to an end. It’s predatory. Imagine if you were driving down the road and you saw a cow in a pasture, and you were kind-of hungry but more importantly you just… had to have it. Had to. Had to chase that cow down, sink your teeth in and drink it into yourself, this life, this—I’m not helping.”
Daniel squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed them.
“Okay, it’s a very good-looking cow, and you want to eat it, but then the cow would be gone and… you’d have to find another cow.”
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on 2013-09-01 05:52 am (UTC)Daniel wanted to kiss her again, but instead he backed off and sat against the wall. He draped his arms over his kneecaps.
“You’re not a steak. When I feed it’s… it’s not hunger like you think of it. That part’s just a means to an end. It’s predatory. Imagine if you were driving down the road and you saw a cow in a pasture, and you were kind-of hungry but more importantly you just… had to have it. Had to. Had to chase that cow down, sink your teeth in and drink it into yourself, this life, this—I’m not helping.”
Daniel squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed them.
“Okay, it’s a very good-looking cow, and you want to eat it, but then the cow would be gone and… you’d have to find another cow.”