No, I didn't." But it made sense. It seemed like a bite like that wouldn't feel the best and unless people were masochistic, not something would flock to. He vaugly remembered the doll from his time at the Succubus Club making some sort of noise when he'd bitten her, but the beast had been focused on other things. Feed feed feed.
Maybe 'in public' was the wrong way to describe what Rhys had some in the past. Other than the doll, he'd been outside where some could have found him, if he hadn't been watched by older kindred. Now that he was asked to pick one, he turned his head, chewing on his lip. There was a lot to choose from, but he hadn't quite picked preferences. Though, now that he thought about it... "Her. The shorter brunette." Dancing closer to the middle of the group, laughing and vivacious. The opposite of him in recent settings.
Hadn't it been women, all three of his experiences? Maybe he did have some sort of type after all.