[Silence practically buzzes. Once again Roman folds his hands but his knee is bouncing lightly up and down.]

I've sort of liked how blood's felt and shit. Nothing [he clears his throat and keeps his spooky eyes down] emo or anything, you know? Nothing like that. I don't cut people open or take parts. Fuck.

[He laughs but he doesn't mean it. Sounds like he's a goddamn Jack the Ripper. This is the first time he has admitted to anyone his kink. It wouldn't be hard to guess, he supposes. Something in him feels like Peter is owed so much.]