"We can go back to it later."

"Yes, we can. We have forever."

"This is great. I have like zero point three reasons to regret this and those are just the pain and the food thing which are both kind of expected."

"Yeah. And if it weren't for the terrible mental effects I'd give you some human blood to taste so you'd know what it is that turns otherwise decent people into serial killers."

"Yeah, let's skip that... We should find our stuff. I would like to have clothes even if there's no need."

"Well, unless public decency laws are much less strict than I've been led to believe, that will also be necessary for us to live in society, eventually."

"Exactly. Do you remember where they are? Everything's muddled."

"Yeah, I do. Memory's perfect after turning."

"Let's go get dressed then, and I'll take a look at all the notes and prototypes with new eyes."

He zips back to where their clothes are, too fast for human eyes to see but Terel can keep track of him easily. He's back shortly, carrying his and Terel's affairs.

And then they can get dressed and then Terel can go over computing concepts with new eyes and say things like, "Oh, that is clever, but we can maybe streamline it, see..."

Sadde is endlessly fascinated by Terel's everything, of course, and now they can plan computers at the speed of vankire thought!

Terel is still getting used to how fascinating Sadde's everything is now. But, yes, computers!! Specifically, precursors to manufacturing computers and how to get them working.

Yep! They can spend a lot of time discussing that!

...and then they should probably have sex again.

Well if he insists. Terel eagerly complies.

And then back to computers. They can do this for several more days.

They are making great progress, but should arrange for supplies somehow... Terel thinks he's gotten a bit used to - vampireness - so maybe he ought to start practicing self control?

Hmm... well, the safest way is probably having Sadde produce some human blood.

...From a reasonable and safe distance. Or at least let Sadde back off a lot first. He really doesn't want to think about wanting to lunge at Sadde, even if it's a remote possibility and she'd probably be okay.

She thinks it's actually better if she's around so she can stop him. If he's too distant and decides to run, she probably won't be able to catch him very quickly and it'll be worse.

"Well... Put the blood somewhere away from you before I breathe."

"Okay."

She generates a small cup of bone in her hand, and then a couple of drops of human blood in it, detaches it, zips over there to put the cup on the ground, then zips back over to him.

He... Takes a tiny breath.

It burns. It's so - damn - tempting. He growls. But doesn't lunge.

"This is much worse than what reality will be, but much better. There's just a couple of drops, but they're exposed and not protected by skin. Humans have more of it, less intensely."

"It's. Augh, I'm never going to be able to relax around people, especially if they get hurt." A deep breath. It burns. Know that and don't do anything.

...He makes a keening noise. "I think I need some more bear. Sorry."