Thank you, [he whispers, gently taking the card and putting it back in his own pocket. Even more quietly, he whispers an apology; used as he is to hypnotizing people like this, he can't help feeling guilty about it, even when feeding isn't involved in the equation. It's manipulation, pure and simple; it's wrong.
Still, he continues humming as he walks away, until he's far enough not to be heard. He still needs to get away, after all.]
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Still, he continues humming as he walks away, until he's far enough not to be heard. He still needs to get away, after all.]