With a small shrug all Drake could say was, "Easy questions are only good in easy situations and what you have right now is not one of those." he pointed out as Ryah tossed him the next question and his face twisted in a moment of pain before it recovered and smoothed over into a colder distance. "As far as I know I'm an only child who was taken into foster care from my parents that really should have fucking known better than to take care of a pet fish let alone a child." he said with words with a sneer, "But no... I'm not good with family I had someone once... that was like a brother to me but..." he shrugged, "It got complicated." and it never resolved itself. Maybe it would one day now that time was on his side but he wasn't holding his breath.<br/><br/>Drake wasn't to confess the history of how good he had been at driving people away despite his constant effort to seek out closeness. He had grown to believe that maybe he was just defective and something in his upbringing must have broken him beyond repair. Well. He knew what would but he saw no solution on how fix any of it so he navigated his life one minefield at a time. "Just coffee for me. I'm still in the phase where human food just makes me sick mostly. It sucks since I really miss pancakes." he said with a sigh knowing that it was possible that would change over time but again he didn't have any expectations for it.<br/><br/>They let the apartment walking down the steps to a brisk and overcast morning. Drake visible braced himself to step into the light of day as it was still hard but he had seen other vampires look like daylight boiled their skin off like lava. It was horrifying to say the least and made him thankful for his condition which was in fact quite rare in the vampire world. "How long have you been a hunter? I haven't met many in my life... I suppose that might change." he said often forgetting that now he had become their prey.