Nathan perked up and gave the vampiress an appreciative nod, as she mentioned that she understood, the simple gesture made him feel so much more relaxed as obviously was not going to be at all like the male vampire who had opened the interview and it seemed that they were getting on well. Cradling his one greatest possession protectively in his chest as if it were a sleeping sleeping babe as he followed after the vampiress.  Once in the hall, he glanced over toward her as introduced herself and then he blushed a little when she added that 'mistress' worked just as well. He felt so strange calling her mistress but he didn't want to offend not until he knew her a little better.<br/><br/>Nathan's magenta eyes gleamed playfully, "I wouldn't get to used to it, Lady," he replied, curious to see what she would do or say, if she gave him her first name that suggested she didn't want him to be formal stiff bowing and scraping... at least not all the time, he was be certain to mind his station and his tongue more so when in a formal gathering.  They walking toward the car, he slightly nudged her with his shoulder, not too hard to knock her over, but just enough to get her to throw her off step ever so slightly. "Are all vampires this clumsy?" he asked teasingly, he not only curious to see her limits, but he also hoped that he would be able to be comfortable being close to Elyesia when she fed, making it more of a game instead something to be feared. He of course suddenly regretted the little stunt, when he realized he was going to be stuck inside the car with her...<br/><br/>He smiled as he got into the car and he sat next to her. "My mother always told me never accept rides from vampires," he said with a small laugh, but his heart fluttering nervously at being so close to her in such a confined space.<br/><br/>"I am very cooperative," he assured her quickly as he reached up from the violin case resting on his lap pushing back a few thick white strands of his long snow white hair, It was a pleasant surprise to learn that he wouldn't be just be passed around to all the guests like an horderve tray, which made him feel a little special in strange way and he relaxed a little more. "I suppose its the same way with humans, everybody always hides the good wine when company comes over." he grinned.<br/><br/>When she mentioned holding off the payment to end of the contract, Nathan's smile faded and he grew worried suddenly realizing what the consequences might be if she got angry with him... Elyesia didn't have to hurt or threaten his life, all she had to do was stop his weekly check and his mother wouldn't be able to afford rent or her medicine! "I do need the money..." he admitted,  "But its not for me, my mother she is a widow, and her health isn't that well, " he explained, hoping she wouldn't be cruel enough to use as leverage against him, but he felt as if he could trust her.<br/><br/>When she asked him if he had any questions, Nathan shifted nervously, he did have a question, that always seemed to linger in the back of his mind. "Well, yes and no, they are really silly questions," he said smiling now that the focus had shifted away being able to provide for food, shelter and medicine for his mother. He paused looking over at her curiously, the question about knives in the interview came to mind, but he was certain that was just to him.<br/><br/>Nathan licked his lips nervously, "Well I do have one that might not be so silly," he chuckled, "Is it rude for a human to eat in front of other vampires?" he asked, "Sorry its just late in the evening and I was feeling hungry..." he said and then paused looking up at her worriedly, wondering if she was thinking the same thing, "um, I have heard vampires stay up at night, if thats true... do you start out with dinner or breakfast when the sun goes down?" he asked as he casually rolled up of his sleeves exposing his pale but warm muscular forearms. He knew eventually the time would come when he would be required to give. Somehow he felt it would be easier both easier and better for him if he made the offer on his own initiative, rather than waiting until she gave a verbal command or simply took it from him.<br/><br/>"Or would the Lady Rossetta rather start out with dessert?" he asked playfully as he began undoing the top two buttons of soft white silk shirt to loosening the collar and exposing his masculine ivory white throat and neckline beneath his smooth masculine jawline. "If you are messy,  I might need to start wearing red," he teased, doing his best to hide how scared he really was about the whole thing, he hoped if she would be gentle or at least for his first time, although he didn't show it, he was still a little rattled from his experience with Peter.