Erik's lips thinned, but he didn't bite back at me. “I can avoid drinking in front of you, if you would prefer.” I'd prefer if you stopped drinking altogether and turned into a pile of soot. I simply shrugged, growing angrier with him. With all of them. But mostly with myself. “It's something you will have to get used to,” Erik murmured. I continued to ignore him, angling my head away from him so I didn't have to think about the blood he'd just swallowed.
