"Legally, this is my house, and no, the invitation thing does not work with vampires." He frowned for a minute. "You seem oddly calm about meeting the person who killed you". He flared his nostrils, somewhere in the vicinity he could smell blood, he looked outside and saw a small girl who had cut her knee after falling off a bike "Damien, shut the doors and pull the curtains, I don't want to hurt anyone else, especially since I'm craving for blood."