While Vance was not awake even his subconscience registered the fact that a great pressure in his heart had been lifted. He was lightweight because he had nothing running through his veins. Not even the dark blood of vampires. After all he had been dead dead for over a hundred years. He might not be aware of it but his body was. He felt the dragging even if it didn't register. Not yet anyways. He was not but slightly aware of the change in scenery. That would be rather hard since he wasn't revived yet. Then drops of blood touched his lips. The scent of it slightly awoke the vampire within the shell.<br/><br/>The drops trailed there way down to where they were pressed together. Dripping their way slowly down into his mouth. The drops touched his tongue and then the awareness became slightly greater. It was trailing a path down his mouth and to the back of his throat. A bit more awareness as his mind awoke. The rest of him slowly beginning to follow. His mind registered soft warm flesh against his lips. His mouth moved and latched gently onto the wrist held to his lips. A slow, very slow, suction starting as his mouth led by a brain whose heart had yet to start up led the action.<br/><br/>His heart began to beat. Thump. thump thump. Thump. Thump thump. His eyes opened and his hand moved. Holding the wrist lightly to him as the eyes studied the woman feeding him. Who was she? She was beautiful in a strangely foreign way. It was her facial structure that was different. Unlike any woman's he had ever seen in Rome. He drank until he was full and his fangs retracted. Licking the last few drops up before kissing the wound sealed. Pulling her wrist from his lip as she would be able to see her flex needing itself perfectly closed. He looked at her. "Who are you?" His sexy Italian accent asked.