blood red blacksand, sandy find out Pitch's huge cannibal urge, now he gotta think what he should do about it
“You seem upset.”
Pitch’s shrug was tight, controlled, forcibly nonchalant. Sandy tsked and placed a small hand over his. “You don’t need to pretend with me. That’s not how this relationship works. And I can’t help you if you’re always hiding from me, can I?”
Pitch let out a long, shuddering breath, but he relaxed, the tension bleeding out of his shoulders. Sandy patted his hand reassuringly. “Why are you upset, Pitch?”

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