Ferid had smirked in the direction of the human teenager. After all, he could hear the sweet thumping of his heart. He even wondered if he was just as delicious as a certain blond he’d been addicted to as he made his way forward.
But, at those words, he’d stopped in his tracks, looking down at his clothing. He was in his normal uniform. Blinking, he stuck a foot out to inspect his clothing option.
“What’s wrong with my outfit?” He questions, lifting an eyebrow at the teenager.
[☀]; —”What’s wrong with it? What you should be asking is what’s not wrong with it? Cause, I could easily answer that. The only positive it has is the fact it clothes you..” Yoichi stepped back away from the vampire, his words seemed confident, but his heart was not. The last thing he wanted was to get bit. Insulting the enemy probably wasn’t the safest thing to do, but it was distracting him and prolonging his own life. If he could keep it up..the chances of surviving are reachable.