That evening, in the hospital's morgue, Theo finds himself naked on a metal table and much less dead than most people had been led to believe earlier.
In fact, he's feeling quite alive.
"For the sun to matter when it comes to regeneration, maybe you become weaker or slower or—do you have super senses, too?"
"Yeah. They got worse in the sun, it definitely does stuff other than just pain, but it doesn't actually seem permanent."
"At the time we were hunting for squirrels," he says. "Then after that I didn't think to mention it, sorry."
"We should figure out just how bad, exactly, then, since that's one heck of a possible advantage for someone not wanting to be eaten." Pause. "I'm being maybe a bit mean. Sorry. I know you don't mean to be like that. It's just really important that we do our utmost so it won't happen again."
"No, I know, it's definitely important. That's why I was trying to focus on it instead of just, I don't know, checking out the new vampire shininess and then sitting in a corner and crying. Or something."
"Yeah. Um. Sitting in a corner and crying would be very unproductive and I'm glad you didn't do that," he says, and pats Theo's shoulder a bit.
Small slightly lopsided smile.
"… So, sun?" he asks, not looking particularly thrilled.
"It's not your fault or your problem, so," shrug. "Don't worry about it, just– let's maybe try to get it over with?"
"Well it's a little bit my problem, I don't like seeing you suffer, even if it's probably the best decision."
"… I could do this some other time while you're not here to have to watch me suffer, have a timer on hand and keep notes?"
"If you're sure," he says, but then into the backyard he goes, not wincing at the pain at all. (Ow.) He also fetches two chairs out of the shed and places them in the sun.
"Will do," he says.
The chair can recline. It's nice like that. He does so and makes sure his arms are exposed, and his legs – he's wearing shorts – and his neck and face, mentally notes this in case it does matter based on exposure, that's definitely possible, and then tries to focus on what's around him and what he can see and how tasty Sadde continues to smell and such, so he can report data as necessary.
It's fairly noticeable. All his senses get diminished at a constant rate that would leave him at half human acuity after an hour. He also notices Sadde's smell much more. It's not like it's stronger, but rather like his excuses not to eat him are getting rather flimsy as time goes on. However, that battles oddly with a sense that Sadde is a person damnit, he doesn't even have to pay a lot of attention to this fact, it's just obvious, there is no way he could ever forget how much of a person Sadde is, or who he is, or anything else pertaining to him. Sadde is quite attention-grabbing, whole, smell and probable tastiness of blood and personality and personhood and attractiveness and niceness...
(Plus the pain, of course. Starts like a mild sunburn and gets worse.)
Theo reports the senses thing periodically.
… After a bit, he also decides to mention, "You continue to be very person. I'm not sure why."
(Ow, sun.)
"...should I not be? Very person, that is? You didn't seem to be having trouble with that inside."
"I'm not sure what you mean," he says. "You are very much a person as opposed to a snack, is my point. Despite, you know, smelling potentially edible and snackable, just, you know, it's really not difficult to remember that you're a person."
"Yes, I get that, but why are you mentioning this now as opposed to before, did something happen now."
"It's more noticeable because I feel more like biting someone? … Did I not mention that, well, the sun is also making me want to bite someone more, but then you're sort of being attention-grabbingly person as that rises, too?"
(Ow.)
"You did not mention that either, no. Is it me in specific, should we take you back inside lest you decide to snack on a passerby?"
...like that person jogging by, two blocks away, perhaps.