Byron did not really care, toying with his food or not, his attention and desires focused in on the bird healer. The Russian human a forgotten, broken toy to be left for someone else to clean up. Moving in front of Rose, closing the distance between them, blue eyes ran down her form. "What other secrets are you hiding underneath there, good doctor?"
He took another step closer with an amused grin on his lips. "I bet you do well with a scalpel in your hand as well. I knew you were a natural healer but I didn't think any beside Fae also shapeshifted." She did not smell of shifter or Fae, which only sought to intrigue him further.
"Give me a simple kiss and I will leave you be, without a question as to how you might taste under my tongue."