Nathaniel stalked closer to Alyssa, staring her down as she drew up across from her, a snarl of his own meeting her stance.  "He'll feed the two of us for the night if we just work together, sit back down and we'll figure out how to be nice."  He hissed at her, his black cape swirling around his tall body as he spoke.  He too had gone too many nights without a drink of blood, but he refused to show it, knowing that if he got her more desperate, he would have a better chance.<br/><br/>He moved in front of the bedroom, a sideways glance briefly encountering the pleading eyes of their victim.  If Alyssa wanted to get inside, she'd have to go through him.