He presses his cheek against Marlo's shoulder. "Can I sleep now?" 

Marlo rubs his back and kisses his forehead. "Of course." 

"...Can someone turn me into a dog?"

"Leo, on." 

Leo sighs. 

"It's a curse, all right. I don't suppose any of you heard her say something like 'and the way to break it is to bathe in moonlight' or something?"

"I was a little distracted by the crucifix but I don't think she was speaking English."

"Neither do I." 

"True love's kiss often helps, that's easy to try."

Marlo leans down and kisses Sasha on the mouth. 

Sasha makes a soft sound; his breathing changes. 

"He still looks pretty pale."

He's still folded up like a foal born too weak to stand — how does Marlo know that, he's never even seen — 

"I don't know what to do." Leo sighs. "We could try to find a witch to look at the spell and break it?"

"I don't know where we'd find a witch but it's worth a shot." 

"Me either." He glances at Asher.

"...I've only been a vampire for six months."

"...I think for now we let him sleep. We can figure it out in the morning." 

Leo takes his usual place in Sasha's arms.

Sasha holds Leo and relaxes in Marlo's hold and sleeps. 

(He keeps coughing. It doesn't sound painful, but —) 

In the morning, Leo waits until Sasha wakes up, and then says, "how are you feeling?"

Sasha thinks about it. 

"...tired, mostly." 

"Should I get you breakfast?" 

"I'm not hungry but if you want." 

Leo noses him. "You didn't get dinner."

He pets Leo. "I know."