[It's Rick. It is; the differences aren't hard to see. He looks...human. That's not to say he is, but he looks like his human side, yeah. The way he carries himself and speaks. Damon has no idea how it happened. Guess getting dragged into an apocalypse did the trick. Always good to know.
Pointing out the bruise gets mild annoyance from Damon. They're both thinking it; he should've healed in seconds. He shouldn't even have been injured long enough for a bruise to form in the first place.]
Your eyes work. Perfect. [He studies Rick, making no effort to hide that he is. Damon might have lost most of the perks that come with being dead, but he has no doubt he's still a vampire. The overwhelming smell of blood, even dead and dried, makes sure of that. If Rick has turned but can't remember, he should be freaking out about it. He should know.
Without warning, Damon grabs Rick's hand and slices open a thin cut on his arm. That's when he knows for sure. There's no mistaking fresh human blood. Rick not remembering is one thing. This? This is something else entirely.]
action.
Pointing out the bruise gets mild annoyance from Damon. They're both thinking it; he should've healed in seconds. He shouldn't even have been injured long enough for a bruise to form in the first place.]
Your eyes work. Perfect. [He studies Rick, making no effort to hide that he is. Damon might have lost most of the perks that come with being dead, but he has no doubt he's still a vampire. The overwhelming smell of blood, even dead and dried, makes sure of that. If Rick has turned but can't remember, he should be freaking out about it. He should know.
Without warning, Damon grabs Rick's hand and slices open a thin cut on his arm. That's when he knows for sure. There's no mistaking fresh human blood. Rick not remembering is one thing. This? This is something else entirely.]
No way.