William followed Anrah in at a slower pace, gently setting the lady down as best as he could. Leaving her side to fetch both a new bowl of blood and a cup for himself, he filled his cup and then drained it, before filling Vivienne's introduction best as he could through the resulting fogginess of blood. He set his cup down, wiping blood from his mouth, and then eyed his bloodied sleeve with a sudden and startling amount of disgust and disdain, before pushing it away. "There are others here, and I suspect they'll teach us our vampiric abilities, but they won't baby us. They'll give us what we need for a while, I think, before they'll let us fetch it ourselves..." He shuddered at the thought, though he wouldn't refuse an accusation of him already thinking of hunting. 

"Anyways, if neither of you need me, I think I might retreat to the library... I'm the only GUY fledgeling, so it's weird for me. I suspect that I was some half-geeky bookworm before I lost all my memory. I was clutching this book throughout the entire ordeal, see," he said, lifting his book and gesturing at it vaguely, [i]The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.[/i]

"I think the improbability drive would even have trouble coming up with this one..." he mumbled softly under his breath.