James compliently lets Dorian guide him down so he can sink his fangs into his throat and began to drink, his tongue gently laps at the blood. He purs softly as he drank and then licks the wound so the blood clots. Feeling satisfied the vampire rolls off of Dorian and starts to collect up his clothing. "I'm going to take my bath now." He pulls on his linen under garments before padding across the hallway and into the bathroom where the water is steaming and there is the scent of lavander. Pulling off his clothes James quickly gets into the water.

Soaking in the water James closes his eyes and relaxes. He turns his mind back to before he was a vampire, hoping that if he can remember that he can work his way to his turning and help Dorian. He recalls London, the stench, the people, he remembers working on the docks hoping to save enough money for the journey to the new world. James even remembers getting on the ship, but then nothing. Growling in frustration he hits the water with his hand.