Rykar stared at Dustin, his crimson eyes glinting at him. The sudden reaction proved Ron had been right, even the phantom mark of the punch to the face was back. It hurt. Looking to the human he listened to the sudden spark of the heart. Blood pumping faster as fear set in. Standing Rykar put his hands in his pockets, "Ronon was right you are scared of me." He muttered before growling, "Well I guess he was right to beat the shit out of me. Not like I care - cant help it if a human has never seen the dark side. Nor the fact I can't control my own lust for blood." The shadows shifted in the room, where shadow had been there was light where light had been there was shadows. The air was colder. Here he was hoping that Dustin would be less freaked but that didn't work. Snarling he looked to the cards, "Gone two weeks and the room cumulates dust, so what have you been up to Dustin. Making a blood name for yourself? Or sitting in hiding? Not like it matters I've isolated myself from you and seems in my leave you have grown a feared of me. You shouldn't fear the students - it's the mentors." He said growing quiet, he hadn't eaten in two weeks save for the fish he drained of blood. Turning he went to the door and left to stand in the hall. Hund would be coming by soon.