"I..it wasn't my fault!I just..I woke up like this, and nobody would tell me anything, or...or..."he stammered,flinching slightly at her blank tone and looked down as if ashamed.Really it hadn't been his fault at all, but whoever had given him the blood, and surely one of them knew something, but they acted like he was still alive and not constantly hungry for blood and death.
"Look, I thought I could handle it.I mean, Caroline handles it pretty well, and Stefan and Damon..."but they were older weren't they?and used to it and he...wasn't.Clenching his palm once more at her movement, he nodded stiffly."I smell everyones blood.Its everywhere, sets my teeth on edge."He informed her softly, gaze never wavering from her skin."I can go..."he added weakly, not sure if he would be able to even get up with fresh 'prey'practually right there for the taking.