James approaches Dorian and lets the man fix him and his clothes, brushing off the straw. A cheeky grin comes across his face. "Never went to school so I wouldn't know." He steps closer to Dorian as the elder runs his fingers through his hair. His blue eyes glanced at the young woman trying to think if she represented something in his past, unable to think of anything he turns towards Dorian once again. He followed the older vampire towards the door. "Ah, and why are we asking questions? Don't we want people not to know me... I don't really want attention..." he was certain that no one apart from his dead victims had seen his face.

Dorian expressed the same concerns as they left the barn. Janes bit his lip with blunt teeth and pressed himself against Dorian's side. "I want to stay with you," he said softly. He did not like the idea of Dorian straying too far from him. He entwined his fingers with Dorian's. "And I know the town a little, I would help you." Pressed against Dorian he walked out onto the quiet streets. "I promise I am full and won't feed off of anyone." He really did not want to be sent away. Laughter could be heard from a nearby tavern and three men left it stumbling together as they headed home.