The witch stands impassively in front of the dying human. Xe does not kneel to sympathy, does not bend forward to give the stranger comfort.
Xe stands, and watches. The humans blood is very red.
“Aren’t you going to try and save the human?” asks the vampire, gazing at the human curiously. It’s hard to feel compassion for what smells like food- ze does not offer any comfort either.
“No.” says the witch “Of course not.”
The witch knows what this human has done, after all.
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