Simon: "I don't think he needs that."

Falcon turned away from Alford and began to catch his breath , Alford was biting his lower lip the whole time to muffle his cry of pain.. especially since he was in the midst of everyone this time..

Simon put his hand on Falcone's forehead when he sensed his troubled breathing.

Simon softly: "Little sir, it looks like you're going to have a fever."

Falcon put Simon's arm out of his head wearily: "I'm just thirsty."

He looked at Alford, who shivered in turn, and without prior biting Alford's shoulder, drank himself.

Simon sighed and walked away silently, Alford began to feel dizzy...