Sitting down by the table, you hummed softly as you look out the window of the setting sun. In the shadow you see glowing eyes glaring at you.

“Tsk… Are you going to sit in the sun the whole time?? I’m starving. Get over here before I lose my patience.”

He was often harsh but you’ve come to realize he’s all talk no bite. Almost like he’s grown use to your company. Much to his dismay, you’re blood is his favourite so he keeps you as a guest here.