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It was time for a new weapon, a blade was his choice, he wasn't such a fan on firearms at all. Such a classic man. He stuffed his current blade between his belt loop, hiding it with his jacket when he pulled it on. He decided he would walk over to the Pub instead of taking the portal. That thing always caused him to get woozy on his feet. He left the cabin that he now called home. Since Aliyah's disappearance, he created the cabin he first found when he arrived in the city, into his home. Sure it was in the wilderness, but it was a safe part, close but not too close to the city streets.

He locked the door behind him and headed the way, staying on the sidewalks of the streets. Luckily his place wasn't too far from the Pub, which had its perks at times. He tended to go there to past time when he had nothing better to do than stay at his home and work. Well, maybe he should get out more to meet people. But it seemed too difficult to do so in this city. People seemed...uptight, or egotistical about themselves. But, he knew it wouldn't be everybody. He was just picky when it came to friends.

He opened the door of the Pub when he finally arrived and looked around for the blonde, spotting her quite close, he smiled and walked over to her. "Been a while, Skylar." He greeted her as he slid in across from her, shrugging off his jacket. Who knew how long they'd be here, he would love to catch up with her on things happening in her life, and maybe talk to somebody about how he's doing. Sometimes, a simple talk with another, helped. And just seeing this girl, lifted his mood.

He chuckled softly with a small nod of his head, after the affection that is. He does spend an awful a lot of times in the tunnels, maybe just cause he's too lazy to move any father. "Well I'm usually alone anyway roaming the city. I just go there when I need to hide from the sunlight, sometimes I probably just zone out and forget I'm there." He grinned and leaned back against the booth. It was true though, he never knows where he is most of the time. Man, something must be up with him.

His glance wavered to the bar. Last time he was here he was given blood, human blood that is. Something he could never drink without the curse he gained during his turn. But lately, he's been able to feed from human's easily to the point he can keep his blood levels up. "I'll pass for now, but thank you." He wasn't that hungry at the moment, since he fed back at his place before he came.

Aliyah was usually his supply, but lately, she hasn't been with her disappearance. He hasn't seen her in month, and it worries him. He's been wandering around by himself, still learning slowly all by himself. But, finally he has been able to come to terms with what he is that he takes advantage of it.

"Well. Holding up and such since Aliyah has been absent. Got myself a place, built it myself, so I stay there. Been gaining new powers and learning a lot more about myself." He shrugged a shoulder and lifted his grey eyes to look over at the blonde woman. "How are you doing since our last encounter? I do appreciate you meeting with me though. Sooner or later if I didn't get any contact with others, I would probably lose my mind" He chuckled faintly. Maybe he already has with how things have been going, but somehow he's able to keep it under control.

He offered a warm smile in return. Good, now he had two friends he could go to when in need of company or just to talk about what is all on his mind. Skylar, he's trusted her since he met her, he cared for her deeply. He swears she knows him better than most people, somehow. Maybe due to their run-ins all the time at the Den. Even if he's dead silent or possibly zoned out when she talks to him.

The question brought him out of the thoughts and he looked over at the bar, then back to her. Did she mean the blood? First time he came here he remember Pi brought him a glass of blood, but he had a difficult time drinking from it. He also rarely drank from blood packs, only when he desperately needed to. "I don't that much, no." He cut in, his words a quiet whisper.

When she was done speaking he let out a quiet chuckle. This girl seemed to babble off his ear, but he didn't mind it, it was nice communicating with others. "I, well. I don't drink from the menu here, no. And not much from human's, or blood packs. He looked around to see if any humane ears were in eye shot to hear the conversation. Or even vampires. "It's hard for me. A curse, it seems....Aliyah tends to help me with feeding, by, you know. He hoped she knew what he was talking about to, it was difficult for him to talk about. He knew he would get in trouble if anyone knew, but he trusted Skylar to keep quiet. He hoped.

"But lately, by myself, I've got it down now with feeding from humans. Though that guilt, He groaned quietly, "it's still there when I do." He looked down at his hands, which were fidgety on the table. Ever since he was changed that curse still lingered, but the hunger always fought back.

He leaned back against the booth and shook his head. "You can't do both, no." He didn't mean it like Aliyah was his main source, he had a taste of her blood possibly once, but he never stuck to it. Even the thought of hurting her always got him nervous to do so. So, he strayed away from her supply. It was only human blood he would drink now.

"Sorry if I confused you." He gave a lopsided grin at her. His words always seemed to jumble up into nonsense, even he found himself a little confusing at times. "I tried it once, with her, but I just can't live through feeding off, well, another of our kind. It's still like hurting a human, or stolen blood packs." He rested his elbows back on the table and leaned forward to look at her quietly. "Plus, I cannot only survive off one person, if I were to feed off another."

He showed a hint of a small smile and ran a hand through his hair. He looked over at the bar. Maybe he should retrieve a drink, now that all they were talking about was blood. It made that grumbling feeling in his stomach start up. "I'm going to get a drink. Need another?" He looked down at her cup on the counter as he stood from the booth. When she did answer, he headed towards the bar.

It didn't take him long to get his drink. He stared down at the dark liquid in the glass. Even without taking a sip the guilt hung in the air, his stomach seeming to churn at the thought of drinking it. Just get over it. he told himself over and over again. It's something he needed to do. He couldn't live etertinity with the same guilt each time he fed. It was a way of living now, to keep him going. Human blood. It still seemed so wrong, and taboo. Sure he came to his senses and accepted what he was, but the blood part, it seemed difficult still.

He grabbed the glass and walked back over to Skylar, where they both sat. But he followed her gaze to where she was looking before he sat down. Carefully, with visible hesitation, he took a sip of the blood. Yes it did taste good, but just that guilt. That damn guilt! He wanted to stop but he was hungry, he needed to feed. Plus, Dhara always bugged him about feeding, she would never let him just drink half a blood bag anymore. It was a full one. He'd finish it of course, but he wouldn't forgive himself for drinking from a stolen blood pack.

"Who's that you're staring at?" He questioned her as his glance went back to the person she was eyeing. Maybe a friend? He didn't know. But he knew that Skylar was quite the social person, that's for sure. Compared to him. He was though, in some type of form, but here in the city. Nope. People were hard to come by, to even spark a conversation up with. It was probably just him though, he never opened up to anyone at all. It took him a while to even open up with Aliyah. It would take time to get to know more people around here.

He looked down at the blood, his finger running along the rim of the glass slowly.