It's true that he has been through a lot in the past few days, and equally true that Cassidy's much less than nice attitude would make things worse, but it was the two combining together, with maybe a few other things, that pushed him over the edge, pushed him beyond his usual nigh-infinite patience.<br/><br/>"Wait. I thought you could drink from someone without killing them or turning them?" He frowns at her, feeling even more confused now, which actually reinforced his bad mood. "You should be able to take just a bit, not enough to hurt me, just enough to satisfy. Right? Isn't that how it works?"<br/><br/>"And no. I'm not going to help you find people to feed on, and I'm not going to find others to bring into this. I will do anything else, though. Any other errands, housework, whatever." That wouldn't be too different from what he was used to. Back when they were together, he only worked part time here and there, but mostly had been a 'house husband'. He was happy with that arrangement, and having it here would likely be for the best for him.  Something familiar to give him some sense of stability.