"Why...do you sprout spikes too?" Just a tease, but he felt punch drunk and comfortable. He'd not felt comfortable since the day... He actually hadn't slept for more than an hour here or there either. In Steve's arms-- Okay, he really had to make sure this didn't become a thing.

He got to go on the rollercoaster ride of being a vampire...um...what? Feeder? That sounded a little too into nature for him actually. Steve wasn't a horse. He wasn't a salt lick.

"To the left, back there."