He looked at them, face creasing into a distraught, confused expression of dismay. He stared at the lady, who, when she first appeared, he had responded to with a, "Well you're a thing of beauty, huh? Welcome Wagon in the form of a dress, I guess." He blinked, surprised at his unintentional rhyming. He couldn't remember where the term 'Welcome Wagon' came from, but he used it anyways.

He eyed her, brow creased downward, as he cautiously took a few steps forward, feeling ravenously thirsty. He knew what she carried almost immediately; he could smell it.

Then the Korean showed up, sending William into a hasty retreat, pressing his back against the wall as he narrowed his eyes at the ever-smirking man. As he left, he began moving forward again, now eyeing 'De Winter' carefully. This time, he came close enough to hesitantly ask, "May I?" and then taking one of the cups without waiting for an answer. He paused as he brought it up to drink it. He knew what it was, from the sight and smell of it. The hunger clawed at his innards, but still, he showed none of it, a forgotten lifetime of hiding expression and thoughts coming into play. 

Then he drank and felt instant relief. It didn't even take five seconds for him to empty the cup, and though the gnawing died away, the hunger remained, calling for more. Instead, he set his mouth into a firm, unyielding line, and asked, "I'll let anyone else like me take a drink first. Wouldn't be right for me to force them to stay with the gnawing for longer than I." Any other words were cut off as a pretty darker-skinned girl followed the Korean back in, and he noted the name "Anrah" for further use. De Winter, Anrah, and the Korean- one presumably like him, the other two being somewhat older, and yet he sensed a certain... ancientness around them.

Then he took another cup anyways, replacing his already-empty one, and drank that too. As his thirst subsided to a distant, dull throbbing, he set the cup back, and said, "So, we're vampires. Am I right? Blood is normally revolting- and yet it is the thing that sates my thirst." He paused for a moment, then contiued before anyone could properly reply, "William the vampire. I guess I always feared death- just never expected to still be walking afterwards."