He did indeed. There'd been shame in it at first. Shame and guilt. But that had faded quickly enough. He'd done his best to limit himself to those that the world would not miss when he had to feast. Afterwards, thanks to the miracle and wonders of science, he could buy arrangements with blood banks. Time and money offered him a world of anonymity, and he took advantage of that. There were still the odd nights he went out and found himself someone who seemed to be asking for punishment for their crimes. Vlad was happy to be the judge in that case.
Her permission makes him smile, and he gives her a brief nod of his head in gratitude. "I fed before I came. I've found that imbibing in anything that's... askew from their own tastes only draws unwanted attention and questions I don't generally wish to answer strangers." Wrapped up in that answer was the fact that he didn't consider her in a group that consisted of strangers. They may not yet be bosom buddies or allies, but they were closer to acquaintances than strangers. He certainly had no ill will towards her.
Still, she spoke and he had a moment to feel... not so much pity for a creature that didn't seem as if she'd enjoy that emotion, but something brittle at the idea of the child she was being left on her own. The urges of the father and the lord battled to want to go back and give a younger version of her shelter- but it would be unwanted, so he tamped that down. Clearly, she'd done well enough on her own. She spoke of her magic and he nodded slowly in thought, looking around them. "I suppose nature exists on any land with life. Ties that bind, so to speak. Many schools of thoughts in my world, religions and philosophies, speak of the connection between every living creature. From seed to flower to food for those that eat plant life, to those that eat those creatures, and then back to soil which feeds on the life lost to it. One giant circle of life. Everything is necessary to the existence of the whole."
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Her permission makes him smile, and he gives her a brief nod of his head in gratitude. "I fed before I came. I've found that imbibing in anything that's... askew from their own tastes only draws unwanted attention and questions I don't generally wish to answer strangers." Wrapped up in that answer was the fact that he didn't consider her in a group that consisted of strangers. They may not yet be bosom buddies or allies, but they were closer to acquaintances than strangers. He certainly had no ill will towards her.
Still, she spoke and he had a moment to feel... not so much pity for a creature that didn't seem as if she'd enjoy that emotion, but something brittle at the idea of the child she was being left on her own. The urges of the father and the lord battled to want to go back and give a younger version of her shelter- but it would be unwanted, so he tamped that down. Clearly, she'd done well enough on her own. She spoke of her magic and he nodded slowly in thought, looking around them. "I suppose nature exists on any land with life. Ties that bind, so to speak. Many schools of thoughts in my world, religions and philosophies, speak of the connection between every living creature. From seed to flower to food for those that eat plant life, to those that eat those creatures, and then back to soil which feeds on the life lost to it. One giant circle of life. Everything is necessary to the existence of the whole."