Pam had tilted into the kiss, not at all minding the show of affection. Her brow lifted slightly at the request and the announcement of where he was living.
"John Tudor, the castle is a fine place, but you should have a dark room of your own elsewhere. You may share mine for now. You do know that you will need to work in Purgatory?" She paused, a hint of a smirk on her lips before she moved on. She moved to his side, hooked her arm through hers and started walking.
"Melody will be with us at times. But we will need to be careful; armies of the dead are not wise here. I have missed our fun, John Tudor." Her head rested against his arm. She had no destination in mind, just a walk in the park for now.
"You should not let her reaction to you hurt your feelings. She is experiencing certain feelings of her own; it is something that we both take seriously, having a sibling, and if I understand correctly, the sibling she had is gone. She must grieve for him, as I would grieve for you." Neither Pam would seem to be grieving, but they would in their way, for the fallen sibling and for their Maker. Perhaps even for the loss of nest.
"She will come to find you interesting if nothing else, as I surely find you interesting and that was before you became one of us." While she meant it, she was also one of the few vampires known for humor. "So, what sort of hunting do you wish to start with? Perhaps I should teach you to feed; it will be different here.
"Have you tried it at all?" They would appear to be a man out with his much younger date, or perhaps sister. "Feeding? Hunting? Or did you only partake in Tru Blood?"