She was happy for him. Probably one of the few, but then she understood, didn't she. And she was right, he did look better. He was better, happier. Definitely more content than he had been since he'd seemingly gotten everything he'd ever wanted. He probably should have been content with humanity. But there was nothing left for him. Tom had accepted what he was now, and Alex...no, no he couldn't think about her. That was in the past, it had to be.
"I feel better. I mean, its different obviously. Your kind of vampire. Probably in many ways better. But I feel weaker than I did as an Old One. Of course, stronger than I did as a human. And its selfish to do it, I know that too, but its done. And I'm all the happier for it."
The blood, The Ripper thing. It was interesting, but he was starting to have an idea about that.
"Thing about me, when I'm like that. I'm calm. Focused. Cruel yes, heartless, uncaring. But the ripper is all instinct yes? I don't work well off instinct. Perhaps that's why I regained my control. All in all, I feel better than I have in over 500 years. But I know its not simple. I truly do. And I know there's a lot to learn."