I moved closer to Rogal and traced the deliate vain on his neck the pulsed with life. The gentle rhythm called to me immersion was dulling the knife edge pain of my bloodlust but it hurt just the same and it came down to one simple truth in this regard I didn't trust myself. Sighing wishing I was like everyother vampire I'd ever known I withdrew my fingertips from his skin and moved away. "you needn't worry I won't be feeding from you Rogal." I said sounding tired. Even trying to disguise it I could hear the sadness in my voice. "I would appreciate your blood if your willing to give it freely of your own violation but I won't feed from you."