Tao shifted slowly, carefully, he started to pull the sweater off. It was impressive the blood the sleeves had soaked up. Even in the dark it was easy to note the tattoos on his milky flesh. A stake over his heart being most prominent in his current position.<br/>After a moment he started to stand up, leaning heavily into the corner. While Marcus likely couldn't see it, there was blood soaked into Tao's pants and boots as well. Once upright enough he stepped out of his shoes and set about fumbling with his belt and pant fastenings.