Vena's clearly a predator, too. A different kind than Su-jin, for sure, but a predator nonetheless. And one who knows how Su-jin's kind works. Why else press his hand to the soft spot? To the spot he himself has torn through on too many humans to get what's hidden inside. Impulse or instinct prompts Su-jin to curl his fingers slightly against that tender flesh.

His eyes widen at the realization. If that, indeed, is the intent... Vena could survive it? Could he? It wouldn't be much of a solution if they were providing Su-jin with a one-time meal, would it?

"You... could survive it?"