As he laid himself down, Deri ran her hand over his clammy skin; the feeling of real flesh made her stomach fill with butterflies that she wished didn't come to her.  It wasn't like her flesh wasn't real, it just wasn't warm like her human friend's.  Sitting beside him, Deri ran her hands through his head, the heat from the fire slowly began to dry it out as she separated it between her fingers.  "I have an offer, Red, and I already know you will refuse it, but I'm only thinking of it in your best interest..."  The calm look that she held on her face changed to a small look of worry.<br/><br/>"I want to give you a cursed gift...I'll make you just like me; you'll be strong, fast, agile, and you wouldn't hurt or be faced with the possibility of an easy death...but in doing so, I wouldn't leave you.  I'd give you my blood and I will always be here to guide you through your difficulties until you can learn to live like me..."  The offer was soft, almost spoken like she had thought the entire offer out before - or maybe to another person who had refused her.  "It's okay to refuse, but I'm just thinking about you..."