Ambrose was pacing, again. He had yet to rest, not that he usually needed too, but after draining the last of his storage blood his body was feeling the effects. There were two humans in the house and their hearts called out him, Lucius on the other hand had tasted bad enough when they were fighting. Then again blood was blood. No, he shook his head. He needed to stop thinking about blood or he might fly off again. He had yet to look Evie in the eye, hoping not to see the dear in her eyes. Humans should never see a fully changed vampire. He just hoped that Buffy would never...
He heard Buffy get up out of bed, he could always hear her. He had memorized the way she walked since the moment she came into his house. He also heard the sound of Evie getting up and going to the spare room. For a couple days now he had stood outside their door to make sure Lucius didn't hurt either one of them, but as he started to get worse he knew he couldn't stay at their door without something happening so he taken to pacing down stairs, but he could still smell their blood.
"Buffy I not think it is wise to be around me right now. You need to go back up stairs, now." He said, a bit of an edge to his voice. She did smell divine.