Gatlin nodded. He had nothing to say to that. What could he say? "All right. I didn't mean to offend you." He kept walking, head a little higher, maybe. He wasn't going to back down, now.
He led the way to the motel office and went inside to pay for a room. Once inside, he tugged his shirt off for easier access to his neck. He didn't usually entertain the vampires, before a feeding. He'd found most of them didn't even care for conversation at all.