"I use to look back on that story and feel anger for what that leader did. They go what they deserved, in a way. The next night the whole camp was captured. Those vampires rarely kept their word, even to each other." he looked down and pulled some nonexistent lent off his suit. "Now I look on that story and pity them. They did what they thought was useful to them. My mother was quite beautiful, or so I was told. She was young and could give birth to more children like me." He stood up and walked closer to Buffy.
"I am telling you this part of my history not for you to feel bad for me, but to show you humans have both good and evil, the same as any other creature. I have come to terms with it. I am a vampire, there is no denying it. Just don't think I am evil, because I am not." he turned from her to look at the bread. "I know I have something more in here." He said and started to look through his cabinets. "I had wolves renovate my home before I moved in and I am sure...Yes!" He pulled out a can of ravioli. "Can opener is in the right hand top drawer."