He lifted the bottle and opened it up, sparing her a suspicious look as he regarded her over the top of it.

"Sparing the other's appetite, is it?"

He could see the practicality in it, anyway. Vampire or not, it was easy to understand that humans weren't so comfortable around the stuff. Even if they could be ridiculously squeamish at times. "Smells different, though."

Mildly. It wasn't important to him. It just didn't smell like the blood he brought with him the night before.