"I could hardly ask you to starve yourself for my sake, that'd be cruel of me," he said as he let the thought of emotions affecting the taste. "I've just seen one too many a man on the battlefield have his throat ripped and drained to quench a bloody appetite, and I don't doubt the humanity behind your blood collections now that you remind me of it, maybe we'd be good to make a trip to one of said donations to help calm my nerves one of these trips of ours huh?" Trying to relax a bit, noticing her disapproval in his hesitation. Walking over to the table of warm food, he could feel his hunger acting with a mind of it's own, his stomach rumbling deep inside him. Being the polite prince he was, he offered to pull her chair for her.<br/><br/>Even he had to admit the food did look good, and he wouldn't have expected a dish this well prepared for being a newly taken peacekeeper. But the meat seemed to look like steak, possibly a form of pork from his realm. The odd colored vegetables seemed to be a potato of sort, and the meal in all looked hearty and delicious to say the least. Thinking about indulging on the good meal, and with a little force enthusiasm, he brightened up, smiling as he held out the chair.<br/><br/>"Speaking of which, the best way to quench a fear is to indulge it. I really don't know much about you vampires other than you need blood and are extremely good at getting what you need," he said as a small chuckle made it's way out. He hadn't meant for the compliment to seem double sided, and he hoped she took it with a good humor. "Besides, knowing your diet might help me understand you better as a species."