His hand was stretching out and it looked like he almost touched the stars. I reached out and grabbed his hand. I moved his hand so that it was over my heart so he could feel the truth in my words.
"Bram, you will never be a killer. I have known you since we were both six and you have not even gotten close to killing me. Believe me; I think you are one of the nicest bloodsuckers in the world. The rest of them can continue to suck as much as they like because they are not like you."
"I suck too! There is no other way to get blood."
"You suck blood, and they suck at everything else."
