"Do not kill or do not turn?" he inquired, and she was free to notice as Harker so often had that his canines were of a longer, sharper shape than a normal human being's. She was free to notice that his eyes seemed to be without pupils in either, so dark they were. Actually, if she felt inclined at all to lift her gaze to his own, it would do Vlad a favour. Her darkest fantasies could come to life before her, her utmost hopes and dreams, and it would make the manipulation so much easier if he could make contact.
But Vlad had never been one to remain passive and simply hope for her to look his way, a glance he could quickly gain hold over, a hold she wouldn't be able to break until he allowed it. No, he put his hand to her chin and tilted her head up, his lips seemingly far too red than even a woman could boast. "I do not kill when it is avoidable, and turning is not something I do lightly."