He had to slow the way that she was thinking that he was when it came to blood and what he needed. The last thing Aidan wanted her or anyone else thinking was that he was ready to take advantage. "Wait, wait. Hold on, " Sighing lightly, his free hand came up and brushed through his hair for a moment as he leaned back for a moment and thought on how better to phrase.
"I'm extremely appreciative of the offer, and I would never dream of taking advantage of you in that way. It's just not the type of person I am, to be honest. I wouldn't want anyone else to do that to you or anyone here either. I...I don't think the way most others like myself do." She mentioned the term witch, he heard white witch but he wasn't all that sure on what that even meant. "There's a chance that if you were to help me out that I wouldn't need nearly that much."
His features grew serious once again, his words holding a certain grave importance to them. "This if being a huge factor. I won't even attempt it if it feels like it would put you in any danger. I don't want to put anyone at risk, I'd rather starve." He looked at her wondering if he had made a friend, a business partner, or well he wasn't too sure what else. "So a white witch? I've met witches before and you are right in seeming like none that I've met but you also claim to be from the 1700s which is the same era as myself..."