"Ugh...traveller why did you have to go get hurt now of all times?..do you not know how tempting your blood is to me when I'm starving, you're lucky that I have some self control left"

he backs away from you as he covers his face with his huge, pale, vainy hands, and a ruby tinted ember glistened from his eyes with desperation and hunger

"May you please bless me with a small taste traveller? I can't contain myself for much longer" he begs you hopefully