The Strix maintained direct eye contact with the woman, even if, as a raven, it meant he had to keep his head turned. The offer of blood was tempting, although he turned his disdainful eye on the man on the ground as she more or less offered him the whole. He saw her ploy, even if he was sure the offer was genuine. Hmm... he rarely ate human flesh, these days. It was too troublesome when people turned up missing, but the blood of a foul man wasn't to Gaius' exacting taste.
Turning his head back to Dune, he let out a low hum. “It has been a long time since I have had human flesh...” he began, speaking slowly, thoughtfully, even as he spoke clearly enough to be heard by the man. “They squeal so when flesh is torn from bone, but this... man.” The raven made a low 'tch' noise, disapproval. “I only drink fine vintages, so... your blood is the preference. What more is this eye worth to you?”
Lifting the talon the eye was clutched in, Gaius made as if to study it. The nerve connectors dangled and the eyeball shone in the streetlights above them. The man on the ground let out a low moan and a whimper.
Turning his head back to Dune, he let out a low hum. “It has been a long time since I have had human flesh...” he began, speaking slowly, thoughtfully, even as he spoke clearly enough to be heard by the man. “They squeal so when flesh is torn from bone, but this... man.” The raven made a low 'tch' noise, disapproval. “I only drink fine vintages, so... your blood is the preference. What more is this eye worth to you?”
Lifting the talon the eye was clutched in, Gaius made as if to study it. The nerve connectors dangled and the eyeball shone in the streetlights above them. The man on the ground let out a low moan and a whimper.