Dorian sighs, smiling fondly out at the children, their happy faces and playful nature calming him in a way most other vampires can not understand. When James slips in, holding tight and speaking of them as a snack, Dorian has to fight back the urge to snap. Instead his runs a hands gently through the newborn vampire's hair and hums softly. “Little One, once we are back on my estate and I judge you able to hunt on your own, you may feed on whoever you wish, and I will not fault you for your choices. I will stand by this, and you can trust me not to reprimand you should you choose to feed on even a newborn babe. However, while with me, while in my presence, I will not allow harm to come to the children.” He looks down at the boy fondly. “I have a care for all children that no other vampire I have ever met has understood, and as such I do not expect you to understand it either. I do however expect you to respect my wishes in this while we hunt together.”

Kissing the excitable boy's forehead he tugs at his waist before heading towards the door to the room. Dorian would much rather have had a moment's rest, however the needs of his charge are more important, as it has always been for all of his children. Holding the door open he decides to not so strictly restrain James' movements and smiles as he gestures that the boy should go first. Once outside the room he locks to door, then leans in close to whisper into the young man's ear, “Remember, not to be seen, away from others, and keep an eye out for anything suspicious.” Pressing another kiss to his temple Dorian settles in to walk just behind and a little to the side of the newborn, keeping a sharp eye on his movements, but giving his free reign to go where he pleases.