Burn, baby BURN! [Tag: Facillier]

Facilier tensed at Gaston's confessions. Was he really locked up with this psycopath? Someone wanted him dead for sure. He tried shaking the feeling, instead focusing on the game.
"I don't really feed on them," he said with an amused grin. "It's just... fun I guess." He had never quite understood why he did what he did, other than that he felt a need to do it. It was who he was, if he stopped, who would he be?
"I do sleep, I just tend to rest during the day, instead of the night." If he was fully rested by the time night falls he could get so much more done that night. He pondered the next question to ask Gaston.

Gaston noticed the man's confusion. Well, his cellmate had to understand that he was a demon, for his sake.

Two answers for the price of one. Gaston would have smile if he knew how to. He, instead, nodded, satified by the answers he had recieved and waited for the skinny man's next question.