The moment Caleb knew that someone else was in the mansion he got quite a bit more nervous. He didn't know this person. He didn't even know Frederick really, but the man seemed like he could be trusted. If it was someone he knew and wanted them over then maybe they could be trusted to. Caleb tried listening to what Frederick had to say but got a little distracted by the sound of the persons footsteps. Most likely a woman's footsteps since it was much lighter than that of a mans clunky steps.<br/><br/>When Lady Sorcha walked through the door to Frederick's master bedroom Caleb calmed down almost instantly. Most of the reason why was because she was a woman and Caleb was much more easy going around females than he was around males. Lady Sorcha was also very beautiful which helped some. Her presence was calming even as she sat down next to him and revealed her neck, speaking softly to him about drinking too much.<br/><br/>Caleb hesitated, a shiver pulling through his spine leaving him temporarily stunned, not able to move forward or back, just sit there and look at her neck. He wanted to lean forward and start to drink but he thought it might hurt her so he didn't want to. But he was so thirsty he could barely stand it. With his mind pulling him back and forth Caleb finally pulled his legs up to his chest and rested his forehead on his knees, trying to control all of the thoughts going through his head. Most of them were about drinking her blood until he got sick. Some were about just letting himself wither away and starve.<br/><br/>"I... I don't want to drink too much or hurt you." Caleb said softly, lifting his head from his knees. His blue eyes this time locked on Lady Sorcha's face instead of the part of her neck that was exposed. This made it much easier for him to calm down, look at the facts and do something besides just sit there helpless.<br/><br/>Taking in a couple of deep breaths and letting them out, Caleb calmed down enough to lean forward, setting his feet down on the floor first. Once he got close enough to smell her he closed his eyes, rubbing his nose up her neck to find a perfect place to get blood from. The spot he found was right where her shoulder and neck met up, above the collar bone. Caleb opened his mouth hesitantly, moving closer till his lips touched her skin then it was all instinct after that. His jaws clamped down (softly as he was still gentle in nature) until he felt his teeth puncture her skin. Her blood filled his mouth and he took as much of it down as he needed to. He took about three or four mouthfuls of it then gently pulled away. Somehow he had stopped himself from taking more of her blood than what he wanted. As he said before, he didn't want to hurt her or drink too much.