Cutting a small bite from the meat, Cyne listened intently as Elara talked about her kind. Supper had almost always been a time for civil conversation for him, and so it almost felt natural. Enjoying the meal as they talked, he sat quietly, like a student. Upon hearing what she had to say for the vampire's interesting diet, and more specifically, the consequences of not providing themselves with it, he perked up.<i>Creatures without sentience? Cannibalism? </i>Her words had certainly grabbed his attention, but the mention of a beastlier side to vampires outside of war, well, that grabbed his interest.<br/><br/>"Vampires can go feral?" he mused, putting his fork down and leaning back. "That is actually something I wasn't aware of. I had assumed that you'd just been feral on the battlefield, a blood lust of sorts. But your kind, vampires that is, can become mindless creatures when devoid of blood?" He thought about the implications of that for a quiet second, before settling down his mind. Pulling on his food a little with his knife, he tried to gauge how sensitive a topic it would be.<br/><br/>"That is an interesting fact even I was unaware of. In all of our time at war, our men hadn't once tried to brave your armies in combat through submission of your troops. We hadn't kept any prisoners of war, it was considered too dangerous, to high of a risk to even attempt, bringing one of yours into our cities for study."