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If his observations were correct, he'd have a job in a week, which meant that he would be on campus far too often to simply avoid her entirely, and he felt a bit odd. He couldn't just let her walk around in a cloud, but he didn't want her to remember that he'd drank her blood against her will, told her she wasn't to scream. It was, in a word, confusing. Completely and utterly useless in situations like these, PJ just listened to her speak, and then he watched her go, head tilted with consideration before he ran after her, sure he was about to do something stupid. "What were you hoping?" He asked softly, hand settling on her shoulder carefully. He let his eyes travel over her once more, lingering on every artery. Wow, his tastes had changed a lot.