Samuel would incline his head.  "There is a variety of clothing in the next room," Samuel said as he stood there, watching her.  She was a heady drug, to say the least.  Especially watching her move and seeing the results of their coupling dripping from her.  He couldn't remember the last time he'd gotten so hard so quickly, he nearly stumbled from the sudden change in which way his blood headed.  However, her words were considered with the caution they deserved.<br/><br/>"I'm hoping most of the hunters are slain," he spoke as he headed to a door that lead to the bathroom.  "I intend to leave behind a few traps for them whenever they flee the Night Parade's grounds.  So that as they leave my traps are sprung and more of them are destroyed.  And I do not wish to tangle with some of the creatures that call that place home.  I'm strong, but I am no fool.  There are a number who would, undoubtedly, shred me as if I was naught more than an ant."<br/><br/>Pausing at the doorway, he'd arch an eyebrow towards her to see if she'd wish to join him.  "I will take what I can.  Blood can be of just as much use as anything else I could capture.  A nice circle created with remnants of a creature's blood is such a nice binding."