"So it's 'uman blood?" Even if he liked his meals fresh, and not at all stale, it was good to know that there was a stash of blood kept somewhere. Very good to know. He wasn't sure if he would pass that titbit on to Jander. Not just yet, anyway.
Dennis sniffed. He could already tell the sun was up, as he was starting to feel so sleepy. He'd be able to get by now without a feed, but he'd woken up before starving, and it wasn't something he ever wanted to experience again.
He used that pleading and pathetic look on her again. He had a plan, and it was damn good, if he did say so himself.
"Please then, I'm really hungry. The cravings when I starve. They hurt so bad." That was the first honest thing he'd said. "Please Hestia. I'd like some blood."