"Are you certain?" He asked as she stepped in the way of his hasty retreat. His green eyes looking over her. Looking for signs of rejection. He was a vampire who wasn't really as social as he plays up. He expects rejection.

But the words after made his features soften.

"The temple keeps us feed on something like animals blood, it keeps us at half power. Though I must confess my intentions were not as simple as a need for power." He moved a hand into the back of his hair looking oddly embarrassed for someone who cant blush. "My breed of vampire's bite is one of pleasure. I wanted to surprise you but I made it awkward I think."