He shook his head. "They drink human blood they either got from a blood bank or from willing donors. And neither of them have killed anyone in centuries." He shrugged. "I know you're going to think less of me because of it, but Bill's fed off of me before. I barely felt it. Honestly, I've been woozier donating blood."
He flopped down at the bar, ordering a pint of Guinness for himself as well as her beer. He raised an eyebrow at her words, chuckling. "That's very true. I think Bill and Jack might just be special. Once in a lifetime stuff."