"Yeah, from Pennsylvania, actually. That's where the Moroi Court is." He paused. "Moroi. My type of vampire. We're alive. Born, age, die, you know, all of that. Mortal vampires. And we only drink the blood of volunteers, so we're not all that dangerous." He winked at her playfully. "Well, not in that way, anyway."
He took her hand and shook it. His was as warm as any human's, because he was a living, breathing creature.