As far as a plan Drake wasn't sure he could call it one but he wasn't about to confess that to the other. He kept his expression stoic and neutral even if he wanted to glare at the other. Just then Ryah came in to save the day and he had to admit he had never been gladder to see the man and relaxed just a fraction even if he was still ready for a fight. As far as the question of where he was going to stay he felt like that was a no contest in his mind. " I would much rather prefer to stay at your place if it's all the same. I promise I won't be in the way." Plus he wanted not to be around Samual when he needed to feed and then possibly need to feed of his son that would be a whole boat of awkward and he could feel his timeline still ticking away about when he would need it next.<br/><br/>He glanced to where the man had left the room and raised a brow at his description. "I suppose mine might have been the same but that was a long time ago." Drake upbringing had been rough to say the least and no one lived the type of lifestyle he had because they had a stable loving home. "But considering I pretty much had to raise myself I wouldn't know too much about it." He knew all about being pushed, rules, and structure but never in a loving or caring sense. Failure wasn't an option because it meant death or bodily harm and maybe that's what made him who he was and his desire to live so intense. "If you want to stay for dinner I suppose it's something we could partake in... I... honestly don't remember the last time I had one of those." Homecooked meals of dinners with a family that felt like such a strange concept but he knew people did it all the time.<br/><br/>A part of Drake suspected that even being dragged here as a human would have made him feel alien on top of everything else. "Thank you for that. For now, human food just makes me sick, I have heard of vampires getting over that but it takes a long long time." The timeline varied for everyone and while Drake missed it he wasn't exactly trying hard to re-acclimate himself to it. One problem at a time he supposed. "I also wouldn't know much about what it's like to be mother-henned. Though I suppose I had a friend or two like that once always worrying about if I ate or slept or got caught out in the rain one too many times." He had to put distance between them too for their own safety.