The coppery taste of blood filled Newt's mouth as he bit deeper into the arm of the boy before him. It has a hint of sweetness to it that made it almost impossible for him to break away. Thomas let out a low groan that let Newt know that his time was up. Thomas gave him a weak smile, and his face was drained of its normal color but Newt was eternally thankful that he was willing to sacrifice of himself. Especially now, out in the middle of the sea and not enough people on board to make one disappearance go unnoticed.
"Where is it that we are headed again? The 'new world'?" Thomas asked as he started to regain some of his strength. Newt straightened out his shirt before heading up the stairs to the deck. He cast his eyes skyward and was met with the familiar pattern of stars he'd long ago memorized.
"The America's is its real name. Virtually uninhabited for the most part which makes it much easier for me to go about, undetected. Plus, you don't have to worry about the bishops giving you those talks about how I'm a bad influence on you," Newt explained. Thomas frowned at a thought for a moment before he seemed to cast it aside. Newt shot him a look that demanded Thomas to speak his mind.
"What about feedings? I've only got so much to give and if there aren't enough people to keep you going, you'll be dead far too soon," Thomas said. Newt hummed in agreement as he pulled his human lover close.
"That is why I've already decided that sheep, cows, and the occasional rat will have to do until the New World becomes a bit more inhabited. Once the human population can support itself a little better, I can return to my regular dietary habits."
"Then you'll finally change me? Once everything is settled?" Thomas asked hopefully. Newt nodded happily, pulling Thomas in closer. He couldn't help but to let the hope that the frail human soul next to him exuded be soaked up inside of himself. The boy would be dead soon enough and Newt wasn't sure if Thomas would be strong enough to be re-born into a life like his own. He was willing to risk it as long as he had a chance to have him by his side for eternity. Or at least until a stake was place through their long dead hearts, whatever the case brought first.