It disturbed Grigore that Greg was so easily able to pit Yosef and Tomas against each other. At the same time, he couldn't help but admire the .. gusto with which the young one applied himself to the destruction of his former torturers. He was almost one hundred percent certain that this new little addition to the Moroi Coven would have loved to do the exact same thing to him. When he sensed that things were winding down inside the cell, he made the decision to step back inside. The door creaked in protest as he opened the door and slipped into the cell, taking careful precaution to close the door firmly behind him. The sight of Greg drinking from one of the vampire thugs - they were too unrecognizable to differentiate from each other - was truly exciting. Grigore licked his lips.
"Once you've calmed down, we can have a discussion like civilized men." He said smoothly, leaning back against the wall. His fingered itched to lunge at Greg, to claim from his veins the blood he'd just taken from the other vampire. Grigore had a particular fascination with drinking from vampires, and drinking the blood of one vampire from the body of yet another vampire held the promise of new experiences. Delightful ones. "There are things you need to know. Rules."