He frowned and moved, removing one of his gloves slowly. His nails were long, sharp; and when he took her hand his skin barely held any heat to it. He looked tortured almost. "Liona...I am what is known as a dhampir...the offspring of a vampire and a human. My heart barely beats, I require little food to survive, and feed on the blood of mortals every few months. I am a real monster, but I swear that I would never cause you harm or do anything to make you feel unsafe...but if you are repulsed by me, you are more than free to leave..."