James' more animalistic tenancies do not go unnoticed by the elder vampire and despite the need to break him of them Dorian keeps his distance as he waits for the young one to finish feeding. He winces internally as he drops the human into a heap and lets out a faint sigh. [i]'I know they are just food, but if we are not careful then they will die, and we will once more fall on to the list of threats in this world. Humans are just now beginning to think of us as no more than myths, but a slue of murders is more than enough to convince even the more forward thinking individual'[/i] He shakes his head slightly before turning his attention to the newborn's words.

Almost as if it was his own Dorian can feel the passion racing through the youth and a part of him can not stop the smile that creeps to his lips. [i]'So much fire, it is quite beautiful actually. Very refreshing. Now is only we could direct it to a more constructive avenue'[/i] He nods gently, reaching out and snaking an arm across the little one's shoulders and directing him deeper into the alley. “Very good on not draining him Little One.” he murmurs softly, walking along slowly. The night is not exactly young, but they still have time before they must return to the inn to sleep for the day. Running his fingers gently through James' hair ha asks softly, “Would you care to head out of town for a bit. Perhaps for a run to work out some of that stirring passion I feel rolling around in there?”