With his mind joined with the Miraluka, there was no surprising him. His back arched slightly with the sensation of dull nails on sculpted ribs, the motion echoing through the tendrils holding the creature in place.

"I have been patient." His teeth slowly, deliberately sank deeper into Cipher Nine's skin. "And I can continue to be patient."

He tasted blood, for the first time in millennia. Alien, unfamiliar, but unmistakable.