Junari looked at her. "My people never called anything truly evil. How could we do something like that when we control the Leviathan?" He asked. Shaking his head. Listening to her as she spoke. He looked at her. "Then take mine. It is not human and it does not age. It should help you in ways human blood never could." He said. Looking at her. In all actuality his blood was far from poisonous. In fact due to his race and the crystal it would heal and revitalize her in ways human and synthetic blood never could. He looked at her studyingly.<br/><br/>Then looked to Billy Bob. Listening to speak to it. Curiousity in his eyes when he said fur. Looking him over and not seeing fur. "Were fox..." He said. "You shift into a fox then?" He said. Trying to put this into terms he understood. He looked to her. Then to Billy Bob. "It is nice to meet you Jamison." He said with a smile. He looked puzzled. "Test dummies?" He said quizzically. He looked at Jenna and then to Jamison. Then to the rest. "I see..." He only partily saw.<br/><br/>His gaze went back to Jenna as she spoke. "Then you can have mine." he said seriously. "Well you can't hinder their relations if you drink my blood. If you drink the blood of a human then you are going against your beliefs. However, if you drink the blood of an Atlantian then you are not going against such beliefs. We are not human yet we are still of Earth. The term Atlantian means otherworldly. We are the children of the gods and as such we are different from humans." He said. He pulled his sword and pressed it to his wrist. "An Atlantian heals fast. We never truly age unless we remove our crystal. Our bodies age slower but in years we grow older. We die after thousands upon thousands of years." He said softly. "In that aspect Vampires are not much different from Atlantians." He closed the distance. Touching her with his hand that held the sword.<br/><br/>"Drink from me so this family can stay together." He then cut his wrist. The crystal trying to glow but the dimming and brightening told he was fighting against it. Holding it out to her. "It will not hurt you. My blood has never aged since the day I turned eighteen." He did not move. He would let her make the choice. "Take it as a showing of my respect for you as your the leader of these men. If that is what you need to do. I prefer to think of it as an offering of friendship from one not human to another." He paused. "Vampires are not evil because of how they must survive. They are evil or good based on the deeds and actions they do and take. If you help your men and treat them as equals then you are not evil." He said seriously. He cleaned his blade of the blood. The blood smelling powerful but in a good way. It was undeterminable if it would be addictive to the vampire or not. It had a sweet smell to it versus the bitter copper scent of human blood. He just waited now.