His expression dropped when his threat was called a failure, he had honestly thought it was a good idea. He watched the other get more comfortable, though at his words he looked down quietly. He didn't mean to be "ridiculous", he was completely serious! But it seemed that either the human didn't think he was, or that he just didn't completely believe his story... Both were things that he was used to with other hunters he had met in the past, they were always skeptical at first. He looked up when he heard the groan and his heart thumped briefly... Was the scent of blood getting stronger? No way, right? The human was bandaged up so it should be fine, he should be fine.<br/><br/>Before he could completely calm himself though, a painful offer was given to him. He looked at the other's wrist and his pupils constricted and he could feel saliva pool in his mouth. He was being offered blood, he was being told to feed by a human! He didn't understand why... Only a single bite would kill him? He recalled the vampire before who crumbled away... That was from the other's blood? His heart was beating so hard that his chest was aching and his lips parted to show his pointed fangs, his eyes not having left the bared skin for even a moment. Just one bite...<br/><br/>He bit down on his own lip until it bled and reeled back, falling to his rear and shaking his head as he pulled his hood on and tucked his head. His body shivered with want and his fingers dug into the fabric until his knuckles went white. He was being told it was okay, he was being told he could finally die... "I can't..." He finally rasped out, blood trickling down his chin, his wide eyes full of fear as they looked down and avoided looking to the human before him. "I don't want to be a monster, I don't want to hurt people... I can't... If I drink blood then i'll... I'll really be a monster. I can't. I can't!" He wasn't sure if he was talking to the human or himself, but the words were filled with a frightened desperation. If it killed him, then he died a monster... If it didn't, then he would continue living as one. Tears began trickling down his cheeks silently, his desire to die, his need for blood, and his grip on his humanity warred inside his fragile mind at this prospect. Surely there was another way... Because he couldn't accept this one. And he was terrified that this was the only way, and then what?