Even in her frenzied state, she knew a better deal when she heard one. "Very well" she said out loud, by sheer force not making another lunge at the girl now cowering in the corner... her fear... it was a scent that she knew from experience, so sickly sweet... her blood would-- no. Must think of others. She forcedherself to back out of the room, at the front door in a flash, needing to hunt... needing the life force of others in her.... She hailed him over with a thought... Instinct told her what experience never had. Shed never actually fed off of others in the city like the vampires of old, but at clubs... But they couldnt do that, theyd get found out... So to the back streets where the drunks and drugs and low lifes of the valley live, and then to the ritzy up ends for desert.... Her mouth practically salivated at the thoughts alone, her fangs aching and a low pain growing in her gut, making her curl in discomfort. Food now, think later...