She looked down embarrasedly and quietly took the tee towel, "I'm afraid i'm not familair with drinking blood...in any other way than what is natural." she told him quietly as she went to sit down. The taste of blood was still in her mouth, and she savored it. Quietly, she wondered what things would be like once she got back from disappearing for these few days that he was talking about. 

"Well, you could have begrudgingly housed me with no blood for the night and make me leave the next day." she said quietly, "you'll have to forgive me...but I don't really expect much from hunters except the want to kill vampires...it's odd to meet one who doesn't kill on sight." 

She looked at him at that moment before sighing, "and i don't know how much i need. Sorry. I just feed as I need to. i'm your very traditional blood sucker."