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Kersen was sitting in a chair in a room in the Blood Diamond. The room was light tight, there was a large bed in the middle, and currently there was a dead girl in it.

A girl who, sometime before dawn, would be waking up craving blood. Whose human life would be over. And who was now Kersen's responsibility for eternity.

He dropped his head into his hands, and didn't even hear the door open and Eric enter the room.

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"I - I'm not sure," Kersen admitted. "Could be right before dawn. Might not be until after another sunset. But I have to stay."

For a second, he honestly looked like he might burst into tears. "But all I want to do is go home with you."

"You're responsible for her," Michael stated, his gaze straying back to the dead girl. He looked back at Kersen, and stepped in close, an arm sliding around him to pull him in for a kiss.

Kersen kissed him back like he was a life line. It was a much needed reminder of everything he had to live for, and why this outcome wasn't as bad as it could have been.

When the kiss broke, Kersen said softly, "I'm sorry, if you were... worried." He had no idea how Michael might have been feeling during the past few hours.

"I'm - glad," Michael settled on, pausing again before finishing, slightly awkwardly, "that you're going to be around." It was as much of a declaration of anything as he was likely to make.

Kersen almost laughed, but had the good sense to hold it back. Still, he knew that I'm glad you're not dead was about as much of a declaration of affection he was about to get from Michael.

"Me too," he said, and leaned in to kiss him again, softly. "As for the rest of it... well. There were going to be consequences. I knew that. And now I just have to deal with it."

They would have to, but even Michael knew that there were some things they could wait to discuss. "I shouldn't be here when she wakes up," he stated, still keeping Kersen in his arms.

Kersen didn't make any move to move away from him. "No, you shouldn't," he said softly. "It could be bad when she wakes up."

"Phone me when you're free to see me," Michael told him, and kissed him again, although more briefly this time. He cupped Kersen's face when the kiss ended, and simply looked at him for a few seconds, then he turned to go.