Adal watched without commentary as his...visitor....rose. Panicked, and felt about his neck. All perfectly natural reactions, all reactions he had seen before. He endeavored not to look bored. It would be unseemly. His patience could only last so long however, and the mortal clearing his throat was the perfect moment. "You've awoken." A blunt, cold statement, with a tone to match. "Good. I was worried." The vampire sounded like he might as well be discussing the weather, rather then a man's life. Truth be told, now that he was certain the man would live...well, the urgency had gone out of the task.<br/><br/>"I've prepared you a meal. You will need your strength." For a moment, Adal's gaze locked on the man's neck-still stained with his life's blood. He had tasted....quite good. Now that he'd had a chance to reflect. Rich. Hearty. Eclectic. He hadn't had the time to apperciate that during the moment...or the panic that came after. He could smell him now though-and it was as good a time as any. Still...he went to the effort of pulling himself from such thoughts and gestured at meal. Simple bread and honey-a loaf glazed over with the sweet substance, with some on the side to be spread as the mortal wished.<br/><br/>"Do not leave the temple please." Now Adal's voice grew a bit stiff. Clipped even. "We can discuss matters further when you've eaten." With that, the vampire offered up a half-hearted, rather chilly smile....though his eyes remained locked on the other male's neck.