Thomas could feel the flash of lust. His demon pounced but the emotion did not linger long enough for it to get more than a good lick. The Hunger snarled in its bounds as the Jedi controlled her emotion. Someone had just tossed away a perfectly good steak.
The acknowledgement of his efforts brought a tinge of pale red colour to his face. Shit! "Uh... yeah, can I get you some drinks?" he said as he stepped farther into his apartment. A thought lingered at the edge of his mind. If they knew that he cleaned earlier on, what else did they notice? He turned to the blonde official looking women - they dress looked quite intimidating. "Sorry about..." ... feeding on you. A gesture made up for the lack of words. "I can't really control it when it does that."