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It eased his nerves when he heard her laugh. He knew that his first impression to her wasn't good, and if he got on a good side then it would be easier to create a bond. And maybe get her to like him a bit more. He should also, while he was here in this motel living and learning, to brush up on information with the vampires that live in this city. And the ground rules that they run by. He needed to cautious, and not get himself in trouble, or even killed. Again.

"Well as the days go by, and I control myself, I think I'll be able to get myself a job." He nodded. He worked in his family business back home. But with a new life, having to start over. It would be hard getting a job to keep himself stable.

He watched as she got up and raised an eyebrow, catching the plastic bag and looking at it. "Sure, yeah." He nodded and pushed himself up with a small groan. Maybe even a hot shower will ease his muscle soreness. "This doesn't mean you can run off and leave me here." He joked to her before he went to the bathroom. He shut the door behind him and turned on the shower.

While he stood under the warm water he let everything soak in at that exact moment. He was a vampire. He fed off humans to live. He couldn't go into sunlight, and he couldn't make contact with his family yet. They all must be worried about him, wondering where he disappeared off too, if he was still alive. He better get use to it now.. Somehow.

The tall man came out of the bathroom a moment later, cleaned up of the blood, and clothed. His muscles were less tense and sore due to standing in the shower for nearly an hour. "Alright. So where are you taking me?"

The man glanced down at himself and nodded. "I feel a lot better." He offered a small grin to the woman. But he could still feel the achy pain in his stomach. He knew it was hunger, or he believe it was, he still didn't know much about vampirism. But she did say that he still needed to feed. After the shower he stood in front of the mirror trying to figure out where his fangs came from, and the way he felt different in his skin.

"A walk? I think that would be nice seeing as I was supposedly in here for a week." He moved towards her only to go past and towards the window. He peaked outside to see the scenery, if he could recognize where they were. But it didn't look familiar at all. He was trying to remember the hotel he did stay in before this happened. This wasn't the place.

"Hm." He hummed quietly and turned to look at the woman again. "What's the time? Now you're making me worried about sunlight." He was. He read about how vampires couldn't go out in the sun, and knew what it could do. "Tell me this. Do we burst into flames if the sun catches us?" He couldn't help but chuckle. Who wouldn't? To him it sounded absolutely bizarre. He decided to move towards her once again, more so like he was pacing himself, though he went to the door.

The man didn't know where to go as they left the hotel room, even the building. He stood outside the door, hand on the door knob. It was like he was afraid to even leave his spot and go into the city. Technically he was. He was still new, he didn't know what was different about him, what he was capable of now. In his mind he thought of running off from her and going back home, but he knew in his gut that was probably a really bad idea. As she told him he was a dangerous threat to his family. So he stayed put where he was, next to her side.

"Sever burns. Well at least I don't burst into flames and run around like a maniac." He grinned to himself as he stuffed his hands in his jean pockets. He followed her gesture to the apartment building, only to follow along as she started to walk. When they past the street signs he kept a mental note in his mind with every street sign he saw to get familiar with the city, so he knew where he would be going. "This City doesn't seem so big." It probably was, but he didn't know.

The man was caught off guard from his thoughts when she asked him a question, about himself. He cleared his throat and thought for a moment about what to tell about himself. There wasn't much at all. "Well. I'm 27 years old." 'Seriously, your age first? You're so lame' He thought after his spoken words. He looked back down at the woman. He was a tall man, usually always hovered over female's if they stood next to him. "I'm engaged. But I suppose no longer. I helped with my family business, trading company, that's why I was here for a meeting.. He stared down at his feet for a while as they walked.

What else was there to talk about with himself? He was never asked such questions, usually people figured him out as they spent more time around him. So that's when he fell silent and went back to walking and focusing on the streets. He waited until she would either stop or go into a building.

He stopped suddenly in his footsteps when he heard those exact words. It came to a shock, thinking that knowing this life he'd need to start over. But did he really want to be engaged? It was a new life. Something to start over, a clean slate. At this point he could do what he wanted, learn new things, become a new person. Maybe he would stay here with more thought into it. He not only needed this woman, but somehow he had this feeling that she needed him. Like they were each others support system on learning how to deal with an immortal life.

He then started walking again and shook his head, "Don't apologize about that." He said lightly, waiting till she caught up with him again. "Too soon? Maybe. But it doesn't mean I'll leave you here." The man moved his blue orbs to her features and smiled faintly, letting her know he was there to stay. "I made be mad, that you took my human life away. But what's pushing the madness away is that I'm alive, in some way, and still here. And I thank you for that." He extended a hand just to squeeze her shoulder in a affection manner.

While she spoke he listened clear to what she said. He needed to know about her too, she technically is a stranger, but now his maker, someone who is connected to him. But he knows that as days go by, they will know more about each other. "Looks like we both ended up in a place that we didn't see coming" He spoke under his breath, more than to her.

He stopped once she stopped and looked up at the building. It didn't look like some place any human being would live. But he figured, in this type of City, that vampires would take shelter. He followed along once she took his arm. "I'm not sure if I can do that.. Get them alone." His eyebrows furrowed in a frown. "It'll be just as hard to even feed. I may be hungry, but the thought of drinking, from a human. I don't know.." He let out a sigh. It was true. Just the thought of taking a human, biting his or her neck, and feeding off warm blood. It didn't sound appetizing in his mind, but his stomach disagreed.

He was hungry. And it lurked in his eyes.

Easier. He didn't know yet if it could. It was all a big change to take, a whole new different life style that one would never find her or him self in. He never saw himself in this lifestyle. Basically, he didn't know vampires actually existed. He thought it was all fairytale, something made up from centuries and centuries ago. But here he was, standing, dead, no heart beat and no breathing. It still caught him off guard that he really didn't need to breath. But at times he found himself doing so. It was a habit he knew wouldn't disappear anytime soon.

He followed her along to the fellow man in the hallway, watching as he struggled. Somewhere Forsyth felt bad for the man. He had no clue what was about to come, either he would die, or just get fed off. But a homeless man? It didn't make anything easier, it just made him more sick to his stomach to think about it. He could smell the alcohol on the mans breath from where he sat. Oh great, hopefully he doesn't taste that in the blood. He was being a bit picky. But who could blame him? This would be his first meal as a vampire, maybe some one a bit more decent would help.

While he waited for the woman to do her work, he took notes. Obviously he wouldn't get any response seeing as he was a man. Not many trusted a guy for help. A woman? Probably a bit more. He sighed and scratched at his cheek. This will be hard to survive. Maybe if he could get his way into a hospital and steal blood bags instead. It wasn't such a bad idea. Though he needed to learn ways to get in and out without getting caught or questioned.

When he was motioned over he listened into the woman's words and nodded. "Got it." He said with a nod of his head. But he really didn't. It still made him uneasy. Blood.. Didn't sound tasteful one bit. He moved to the elderly man up and leaned in towards the neck. He could smell, even hear the blood. And that made his gums ache, his jaw ache, stomach growl and pinch with hunger. But he couldn't get himself to do so, not even to extract his fangs. Even if he tried to convince himself just to bite, fangs or no fangs. But nothing. He eased the man against the wall and looked over at the woman with a frown at his forehead. "I can't." He whispered and turned on his heel to head back the way they came in

Maybe he was different then other vampires. She said instinct would take over. But it didn't for him. No matter how much he pushed himself to do so mentally. He needed to find a way, though, to feed so he didn't suffer, or worse, dry himself out.