Vance looked at her. Chuckling as she apologized. "Think nothing of it." he says with a smile. Watching as she blushed even more. Was he that intimidating in a sexual way? Hmm...such an interesting concept. He wondered how she would react if he kissed her. He was happy and full right now. He hadn't fed in a while before getting staked. God damnit he hadn't even done anything. Oh well. He watched as she looked him in the eyes. "Ah...good answer." He says with a smile. He got up and closed the gap between them. He liked the color of her eyes. It was a strange yet beautiful hue. He felt her hands on his face and he covered them with his own. "Soft as silk your hands are." He says with a smile. "I see." He says. "I will still find a way to repay you." He listened to what she was saying. "I draw it as I see it. Would you believe me if I told you I only wrote with a quill pen even back in the early 1900s?" He asked with a smile. "I was speaking to anyone who might listen. Anyone who wouldn't send a stake through my heart." He moved his hands. One hand snaking around her waist and pulling her closer. The other made its way up to her hair. Pulling it free of the bun so he could run his fingers through those soft black strands. He leaned down and kissed her soft lips. Capturing them in a cool yet heated kiss. He pulled back. "Your lips are as soft as they looked." He pulled away. "By the way...I am Vance Martonelli."