The smug bastard didn't even lose that random private smile with the unexpectedly revealed knowledge that he'd missed a chance to satisfy his Hunger.
ooc: No occasion in particular, just an exercise to use all ten words of the prompt in a sentence; could be either style, but I'd say it's early days after she met Henry.
"I destroyed evidence," Mike confessed, and it hit Vicki that what she'd managed to achieve was destroy another good cop, even more, this good cop, and the helpless pain from that was almost physical.
Vampires, demons, ghosts, zombies and all, she faces with fear that's surmountable, but even the thought of her straw vision dwindling to nothing, the coming morning when she'll wake up to complete darkness for the rest of her life, is enough to fill her with honest-to-God dread.