Dustin didnâ€™t say anything for a moment to her question. â€œTo have pain that makes sense. To know the reason for the pain. To understand why I am in pain. I donâ€™t expect you to understand. I do not feel I deserve pain but it is all that I have ever known. I already told you my life growing up was hell on Earth.â€ he said in a soft voice. He sighed a bit. â€œThere is no way to explain to you why I must feel the true pain. It is not something easily expressed in words.â€ He shrugged a bit as she continued. â€œI donâ€™t know. Iâ€™ve never met the woman. I have no idea who she does or does not know.â€ He said honestly. â€œAt least until now...I am sharing your room.â€ He said in a soft voice. â€œI hope that doesnâ€™t matter to you.â€ he said in a soft voice. He would hate to be an inconvience to her. She was being oddly nice to him. It made him nervous, confused and curious. He did not understand why she was being that way towards him.<br/><br/>He watched her take the gauze away from his palm and lick it. Watching in curiousity as the biting sting he had currently felt there was beginning to go away. He was nervous that she touched him. Flinching a bit and going tense as she unwrapped the other three cuts. Watching her lick those to help them heal as well. He was curious about if that was an ability of a vampire...to seal wounds. He honestly didnâ€™t know much about vampires. He hadnâ€™t even known they really existed until now. He felt the biting sting fading from his other cuts as well. Felt the lightly pinching sensations as the cuts began to clot. The blood hardening and scabbing over as the flesh began meshing itself back together. All he could do was watch in awe as he cuts healed. When they were done he had no scars. No ovious signs that he had cut today. It made him gasp in surprise. He had never seen anything like it before. The powers of a vampire were amazing.<br/><br/>â€œThere isnâ€™t even any sign that I did it. That is...amazing.â€ He said in a surprised voice. Jumping when he realized she was next to him. Looking at her in confusion. â€œA hug? What is a hug?â€ He had never received one. He had never been around people who were giving hugs. Most of his life he had spent trying to hide from his parents. It always failed miserably. He looked at her thoughtfully. â€œIf I let you...then what? I guess if it doesnâ€™t hurt you can...â€ he said hesitantly. He needed comfort but he still had no idea what a hug was. He looked at her. â€œSo what do we do now? Could you...show me around?â€