[ Rafa is quiet for a moment. It's a dangerous kind of silence, like he's on the brink of something. He's also remarkably still, as only a vampire could be. ]

We are not a fling. [ His voice is laced with tension. It's quiet, but biting. ] If you were a fling, I would have left you long ago.

Is that all you want us to be?

[ He tells himself it would be better to know, either way. ]