When Claude stirred, it was to murmured words and a piercing light.
He couldn't open his eyes fully yet, lashes sticking to one another. There's some twitching from his arm and leg, like his body was slowly registering that he was now awake. Claude felt cold, but it wasn't the sort of cold he got from the weather. His body was experiencing chills from within. That only happened whenever he was in need of animal blood.
The pounding in his head made it even harder to blink his eyes open. It took what felt like minutes. As soon as Claude's vision acclimatized to the fluorescent lighting, the first thing his eyes focused on was Finn.
Finn Ledger had been looking down at his feet before he felt Claude's gaze. The second-in-command, dressed in cleaner clothes but with the same tenseness as be
