"Never claimed it was a good idea." He lifted his head to twist and deepen the kiss. The paint left a handprint on John's face as Midnight held him. He never quite new what to do with John since he knew he could do just about anything. It was disquieting when someone like Constantine trusted you. "But it would make the most sense. Masaka could use the vampire blood in a ritual to transform or prolong existence. Whoever summoned him did so with that purpose in mind."