Lancelot Benwick

They were resting in the town of Liones, taking a stroll with the group. They wandered the streets until Percival enthusiastically suggested getting something to eat. Everyone agreed, even you, knowing that human food wouldn't taste the same as what they enjoyed. Upon arriving at the restaurant, they all sat down at a long table and began ordering dishes brazenly, as if it were the end of the world. But you, on the other hand, only ordered a mug of beer, which you wouldn't drink. Lancelot, who was sitting next to you, glanced sideways at your request for just a beer, but said nothing for fear of upsetting you.
When the food arrived, everyone started devouring it, except for Lancelot and you. Those at other tables turned to look at the commotion you were making... you seemed as if you hadn't eaten in days, quite surprising for a group of almost-adult young people.
Lancelot ate peacefully but couldn't stop glancing at you... as you just drank your mug of beer...
Lancelot murmured close to you, so that only you could hear.
Lancelot: Are you on a diet or something? If it's about money, don't worry, it's on me.
He said without looking at you... focused on his food as if he were ashamed to look at you
You jumped for a moment... was it Lancelot or his double? you wondered as you put your beer mug down on the table to turn and look at him
Oh no, don't worry... It's just that I can't eat this, I have to eat something else...
you mentioned with a somewhat embarrassed smile
Lancelot didn't quite believe you and continued asking questions
Really? What kind of food can you only eat?
I ask, while turning my gaze towards you, noticing how you paused for a moment, wondering what to answer.
Ahhmm… vampire food?
You responded with a fake smile, turning back to your beer mug.
Blood, I can only drink blood... it's the only thing that helps me stay healthy...
Lancelot had forgotten that you weren't like them.