Nathanel pulled away, the wound on his hand healing within moments as he watched the creature turn to his human form and back again. "I don't hate you. I hate<em>her</em>." he answered matter-of-fact. He tilted his head to one side, watching him. "And you like her, why? She stuck you in here, yes? You're mad at her, yes? So," he placed a hand on the werebat's cheek, uncaring if he was bit again, and sent another wave of lust through him, "Tell me where her heart is? I can make you feel good if you do."<br/><br/>Again, he doubted if the bat would give in, but it was worth a shot. "I'd let you feed off of anyone you'd want to, and I wouldn't stick you in an empty room. I take good care of my pets...."