In the bathroom filled with warm steam, Sebastian had dried himself after taking a shower for nearly fifteen minutes.
The warm water had washed the blood off his forehead, and the injuries had healed after taking blood from Noah.
Sebastian licked his lips as he thought about Noah's blood that tasted delicious on his tongue.
He hopes he can get an opportunity to have more in the future, although he would have to wait since Atlas doesn't seem to appreciate him doing that.
He furrowed his brow and made a decision to put Atlas's strange behavior at the back of his mind.
It doesn't matter if Atlas doesn't like it or not; he's a vampire, and he'll need to feed on people in order to survive.
Sebastian looked at the mirror before and saw the screen had turned to white smoke, and he used his hands to remove the stream.
