Theo grabs Xander's hand
Theo: NO!
Xander: what?
Theo starts crying. He cries blood
Theo:...help...
Xander: with what freak.
Theo bares his fangs again. He grips Xander's hand harder, and his claws come out, scratching Xander
Theo: NOT. A. FREAK.
Xander: it's a joke. take a joke. gosh.
Theo lets go of Xander's hand. He wipes at the blood coming down his face
Theo: Need...help...
Xander: with?
Theo shakes his head, like he's struggling to find the right words
Theo: Must...get...away...bad...
Xander: come with me.First you need better clothes.
