"Ox tongue? Sounds gross." He responded, looking down at the remains of blood in the glass. He reached his tongue out, which was longer than normal with a thin tip, and swiped the remains from the glass. He went and jumped on the couch next to Kayleigh, dust cascading into the air again. "You can keep us a secret, right? Last thing we want is wide spread panic. Thats the Sabbat's job. So what do you say, beautiful? Pinky promise?" He asked.