"While we vampires live for blood. The rush, the taste. Anything that bleeds. True, while it is our main form of nourishment, different kinds have different flavors. It also changes based on the mood or emotions that the creature is feeling." He finishes wrapping the splint. "I do my best to care for all the prisoners as if they were guests. Guests that can't leave, but guests nonetheless."

Vinashy holds out his arm for the raven to perch on.