"Humans, Miss Kingston. Those I consider to be my 'family' are human."

To tell the truth, Mithais expected a scoff from her, but he was dead serious. She could presume he was talking about either close human friends or perhaps something closer, such as living blood ties to actual descendents of his. Afterall, vampires were turned, not born, and Mithias looked old enough to be a father. 

"Of course I will not tell you which humans I am specifically concerned with, but suffice it to say I will potentially protect any of them. I will help you with your rogue-vampire problem."