[the shade is shady but the weather is sweltering, and janus abruptly wishes they had stayed inside, even though the smaller man seems like he deserves a better place to be than a grocery store.

janus is silent for a moment, sitting beside the vampire. manners battle with needs. but they've been shot and stabbed and had their limbs amputated before-- the heat, while uncomfortable, is not as intolerable as that. they decide they will bear it for some minutes while working on an alternative proposal; they're too frazzled to have a good idea yet. interpersonal interactions are still a bit of a b- subject for them.] Yes, [they say.] But I should have some of that ice cream. I think the cooldown process must start from the inside out.

[there's a lopsided smile. they lean back in their seat, opening a hand in optimistic expectation that the undead man will place the carton in it.] I'm Janus. What's your name?