"No no," Kael shook his head, thinking the girl to be preposterous. "Please. I'm a Blood Elf, not a savage. Pay no attention to Al'ar, he is my pet, he will not harm you." Unless you call me 'Keebler,' he mentally added, but kept to himself. He didn't even know quite what it meant but he could gather it was something bad.
"It's your energy. While not Arcane energy, Fel energy stops my...craving" He paused, again trying to think of how to say it without hurting her brain or giving him a migraine. It looked like it was going to be difficult. "I am addicted to certain magics. To Arcane, specifically, but through meditation and the aid of a few things I am able to sustain myself on fel energy. And demons," He gestured to the scantily clad girl, "contain fel energy."
Reaching into the folds of his robes he produced a small pouch, offering her a few gold coins. "This would be for your lack of clothing, and, if you wish, an incentive to help me out. But preferably you could tell me your name and we could get out of..Wherever this is."