Vincent watched her hunger grow as she dug her teeth into his wrist. He flinched a little as her fangs hit his bones. She needed some work on that, no doubt. The key to a successful feeding had to be done without causing too much damage to the host, giving an easier and less likely damaging - for the vampire - feeding. He watched her, letting her drink almost as much as she wanted. But he was keeping attention on how much she drank. He didn't want her to drink too much, causing him to become weak.

As she let go of his wrist to take in the sensation of her first feeding, he pulled his hand back and let the wound heal. "Patients." he said as he stood and walked over to the small table. He took a piece of cloth and wiped the blood off of his wrist. "You need training." he said, looking back at her before walking back to her. He ysed to cloth to wipe the blood off around her mouth. He was showing her surprising gentleness and tenderness. He placed his hand around her chin and used his thumb to stroke her cheek while looking at her.

He soon let go of her and walked over to the door. He opened it and stepped outside. "Charles!" he called out before walking in again. "Training can wait for now, though." he said. He looked down on his shirt and saw the bloodstains he had on it. He sighed a little before pulling it off. He looked back at the old butler as he had entered to room, standing silent and patiently at the door for his orders. "Bring us more blood. A lot more." he said before holding out the shirt for him. "And get this cleaned up." he said before Charles bowed and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Standing in the middle of the room, his golden gaze watched her and he wondered how long it would take her before her to realize what she had turned into. Only a few minutes went by before Charles came back with a big pitcher with fresh blood and two glasses. He put them on the table begore excusing himself again. "Help yourself." Vincent spoke and held out a hand towards the blood while looking at Elle.