To watch the amusement disappear was both rewarding and frightening. He wanted to tear at Dmitri's guard and find ways to rattle him, but the moment he stopped being amused and a cold stare replaced the light in his eyes, Noah sensed danger. That was right... What use did Dmitri have for a pet who couldn't keep him entertained? And what prideful man would simply let him go for someone else to have him after spending so much effort on obtaining him? This game was a dangerous one, and Noah remembered that when the other uttered his permission to leave.<br/><br/>But at least he'd figured one thing out: Dmitri wasn't very fond of losing control when it came to the temptation of his blood. He resisted his urges despite the fact he very well could take as much as he liked. He could have been a ravenous animal like many of the other monsters who craved his taste, but he maintained composure. Which made the idea of tempting him an experiment Noah seriously considered as he quietly slipped from the room. He let his feet carry him a good ways from the kitchen before he leaned against a wall and slid down with a heavy, shaking exhale. His heart wouldn't slow and his hands had begun to tremble. He rested his head back and closed his eyes, grateful he hadn't come undone like this in front of anyone.<br/><br/>It was certainly going to take a toll on him. He wasn't a fearless man. And while he'd faced a great many fears up until now, that vampire triggered every natural alarm in his body and made it near impossible to keep his head on straight let alone stay calm. With running off the table, outright defiance winning him nothing, and no clear idea what was even expected of him a majority of the time, his work was cut out for him. When he did eventually put himself together enough to stand again, Noah's mind fell on the moment that had won him getting his way. What about it worked? What about it was dangerous? What in hell did Dima expect him to offer as currency for bargains? He mulled it all over while he familiarized himself with the general layout of the place until an hour had passed and his time was out.<br/><br/>Did vampires eat? The question appeared without much provocation. He knew little about the creatures with how much myth and ludicrous theory flitted about. If he wasn't so spiteful he probably would have given a load of questions by now, but again the issue of bargains proved an obstacle. What could he want? What was he<i>expecting</i>? Finally, an idea struck him.<br/><br/>He marched with newfound confidence until he reached the kitchen and was met with a fully cooked meal. "Reyna," he addressed the girl, "I think I've changed my mind. I'm coming with you shopping."