Dimitri's smirk widened. "You're lacking in experience. Even with your advanced speed and reflexes, it'd only be a matter of time for me to kill you. But I won't." The vampire pulled a canteen from the depths of his clothing, and opened it up. The smell of blood wafted up into the air, and the stench of death, as the vampire took a few drinks from the canteen, a bit of blood running down his neck. After he finished he recapped it and put it up.