"We'll see, I am not big on false hope." He replied, still a bit of a playful air, and yet a little self-deprecating. Usually when people saw his eyes, or saw him feed, they peaced out. Monsters and Martine aside. And Martine it all depended on her mood.

For a vampire he was warm, and his heart was not only beating but speeding up from the dance. His sunglasses staying in place as he listed. "You sound rather calm about it. An old hand at the universal tango?" He inquired, even if it sounded like that. "Kind of, but not the same. I've been pulled to other worlds before, but it is generally very different and with someone with a purpose. If that makes sense."