LaCroix nestled his cool smooth cheek against the top of her head, gently stroking the back on the scalp then fell against her shoulder while his other rested softly upon her back. For a long while he stood there holding her in his arms. This was a moment of comfort that the vampire needed, displaced from his kind and his life as well as the pains of his former thousand years he needed a hug. Hearing her he light smirked “You do quite well for a beginner…you are an excellent kisser” he said with just the hint of mirth “I rather like being held as well…”