The only other real experience he'd had with someone who was a Malkavian hadn't been the most pleasant of experiences, really... but it did prove that point. Either way he was doing - oh. Well, he said it out loud. Doing a good job at pretending otherwise. He wouldn't have said it out loud, of course. Didn't need to be. Did anything need to be said aloud at this point? Maybe not, but he'd do it anyway. He could understand being more fragile than other kindred, could understand it quite well, actually.
Not much to offer now seemed a little bit of an understatement but he was trying, getting stronger in some places, every night he lived. The first few months of his life had seemed like he'd done nothing at all but maybe he'd just needed something to kick him? Would that be the time at the Succubus Club or meeting Mab? Either way, he was moving now. Hopefully towards something better for him and not true death.
Snatched him up could have been a bad thing or a good thing. "I'm scared I... won't be enough when I need to be." How he'd said that out loud, he didn't know, but he shook his head and lowered it a bit.