Forever. “You’ve always been a lucky bastard. But that wil change when she final y comes around and I seduce her with my sexiness,” Braden was chortling. “You want to see how hard it would be to feed without fangs? Go near her with anything but brotherly intentions and you’l find out,” he sparred back with a laugh. “That’s okay Torin, she’l be yours. Besides, I was only joking about you having the good looks…You know that Teagan and I are much prettier than you.” Torin had always loved the ease in which they could harass each other, “If you mean pretty enough to wear a dress.” He scanned Braden’s expression for an idea of what he was thinking, “Seriously though, what do you think of me dreaming about her already before I’ve made the change? You don’t think it’s an omen that I won’t pass into the light, do you?” Torin could feel the weight of his burden lift off his shoulders once he gave voice to the words that tormented his mind. Braden looked amused.
