[She doesn't even think as his lips meet hers and she savours the moments because she knows it's not going to last. And then it doesn't. In the next moment, she feels her mutation kick in and her hands automatically come up to his shoulders to support him, one moving on the carefully cup his jaw. There's concern in her eyes and she bites her lip nervously. Even though she instinctively knows that she didn't drain enough from him to do any serious damage, a small part of her can't help but panic just a little bit.] Sugah, are you... [Her voice trails off, leaving the rest of the words unsaid.]
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