It crossed his mind, then, to take what he wanted from Draegan, find something to draw blood with and get that feeling back. Still, he had to assume that wouldn't go over to well with the guy, and he really didn't feel like dying over a jones. 359 said she had more. He could wait it out. He hoped.
Mark had the presence of mind to shove away from the vampire's body, leaning back against the opposite arm of the couch. That space achieved, his eyes closed again, as he let himself rest as well.