Jasaiah gave him a small, sincere smile, letting him see that he wasn't all bad. There was a darkness within the kitsune that would never dissipate; time and experience had lead him to be truly neutral. Equal parts good, and bad. He supposed having someone to love balanced the need to torture and maim. Of course, that could just be a way of calling him a psychopath, but he liked to think otherwise. He would have stood to bow to the other, and had an inkling to do so, but he sensed Drake near and he had a feeling Ryan didn't want Drake to know that he'd been here. "I will take that under advisement," he said, bowing his head before he turned to face Drake.<br/><br/>"Hmm. I am hungry. But it would do no good to feed on you right now," he murmured. Beyond the fact that Drake was an anomaly (his feeling pleasure instead of pain when fed upon), Jas felt it would be counterproductive to take from Drake when he'd just fed him. He moved to stand. "That is alright. It is new, I understand." He had completely abandoned the notion of using contractions. It just wasn't in him, and this was Drake, not one of his personalities. He didn't need to act normal. "Then we shall. I would not want to even settle for middle ground and I would enjoy it immensely if we stayed at a more expensive hotel." He inclined his head. "Will you wait for me here, but five minutes?" He corrected himself. "Actually, thirty would suffice."<br/><br/>He didn't actually give Drake room to argue, taking Ryan's words at face value. There would be no negotiating the fact, and as soon as they reached the outside Jasaiah was gone. It was a show of faith, putting stock in Drake's ability to control himself and stay out of trouble. He traveled back to Seattle quicker than he'd brought them to New York, getting back to his home within minutes. He grabbed nearly five grand in cash and stowed it away in his wallet, then adorned his fancy watch. Jas still had on the pendant to hide his animal features, and he got into the dirtiest, grungiest parts of downtown Seattle. He wore another pendant to keep his kimono immaculately clean, because he wasn't intending to change his clothes.<br/><br/>In fact, if he had his way, he was going to spend the better part of his time with Drake naked and in bed.<br/><br/>It took him another twenty to feed, or rather to look stupid enough for someone to try to mug him. The poor fool hadn't stood a chance, and Jas returned to New York with a minute to spare.