Drake bristled against being told what he needed this point in life. He was more akin to a slightly tamed animal but one who had gotten all too used to be self reliant on himself in the wild and thus making it hard to see what would be a helping hand and who is just trying to get at him. “I didn’t ask to be treated and I don’t want to be treated. If this requires me to get over the baggage I have been handed it would be more efficient to just kill me so that way Kane only has that annoyance to get over.” The vampire gave a stern look at he crossed his arms and said this.<br/><br/>It wasn’t even a joke to him, “I didn’t sign up to get saved and as much I would like to believe you’re not going to poison me and the potion mixing seems to be fine for the most part, meeting Kane on healthy ground isn’t going to help him.” There was no doubt that Drake was smart, the issue was more around Kane as he remembered him and their dynamic had always thrived on them both struggling together. Even the far-fetched notion that he could be helped and then arrive at Kane’s door after everything he was sure would go poorly. “If you want any chance of use getting along, he has to pity me some. That’s how we met in the first place. Otherwise I’m sure he will just resent me.” Drake argued his point. It was a tough call all things considered and there was a chance that if the vampire saw proof of Kane’s improvement from the treatment then he would be more inclined to try too.