"Well, you're aging gracefully." It was a playful tease, because he didn't actually think Ash was old or anything even close to that. Just older than he'd expected. "Yeah?" He couldn't help but smirk. He knew that biting wasn't just a vampire thing; it was just the most automatic association.

It was a small gesture of comfort, the way Ash touched his hand, but it meant more to Kavinsky than he would admit right now. He wasn't sure he'd know how to talk about it while keeping his barbs sheathed. "Hold on- have you never played poker?"

Kavinsky was fucked up about a lot of things; this was just fuel for the fire. But- of all things, he did take some comfort from the idea that if he was messed up about things like this, he wasn't a completely awful person. Contrary, apparently, to popular belief. "Yeah, there's that. That part feels..." He shrugged. "Well, it isn't awful."