Humanity. Open.

[Savin Rusakov]

The longer he spoke to her the more certain he was right about who she was, "20," he replied easily, no need to explain it. "So the danger you face in the real world is more to do with being recognized than being hunted." He stated, though it was phrased like a question ad she could answer if she chose. "I must admit I wouldn't know what to say to my family either." He said, a cheeky smile on his face. He wondered if she'd realized yet that if she thought he was familiar he might recognize her as well, he thought not.

[Melanie Rinaldi]

Melanie stared at him for a long moment, listening as he spoke. He sounded awfully understand for a complete stranger who had no idea how a walk in her shoes felt. But maybe he did understand, maybe she should have given him a false name. He was so very familiar, maybe she was to him as well. It wouldn't exactly be hard to put the pieces together. "Well, this has been a lovely little chat, but I really should be going. Things to do, you know. Why waste time when that's all you've got?" She finished off her drink, wishing the effects would do something to her growing anxiety, and stood up to leave.

[Savin Rusakov]

Savin waited a moment, watched her go, only enough to finish the final mouthful of his drink and leave the empty glass on the counter, then he chased her, easily catching up and he caught her around her upper arm gently and stopped her, smirking again. "I didn't mean to frighten you, I warned you I could be scary." He said, "No need to run away in such a hurry, Melanie." He didn't let her go, because vampires were notoriously good at disappearing and she already didn't want to be found.

"I wasn't fair to you, I said you couldn't tell me you were just here for a drink when that's the excuse I gave to you, I'm here for that sense of belonging too, you might say, because I've never fit in with regular people anyway. I know who you are, we went to Hogwarts together, but you have my word your secret's safe with me." He spoke very quickly, he was well aware she was stronger than him and if he drew his wand he'd have the whole pub attacking him for it.

[Melanie Rinaldi]

Melanie wanted to rip her arm away from his grip. She nearly did too but her curiosity got the best of her, as it always did, and she listened to what he had to say. Her body was tense, ready to run away as fast as she could. He admitted to knowing who she was, although she figured as much already. But he swore to her that he wouldn't tell. She was hesitant to trust him. Just because they were classmates some time ago doesn't mean she knew him. She felt her body relax though and decided to trust her gut. "What do you want from me then?" She asked, wondering why he stopped her at all. He could have let her run away.

[Savin Rusakov]

Savin felt her relax and relaxed his grip slightly, he smiled at her, knowing she was willing to trust him, with so little motivation - he was quite surprised. "I want you to let me help you," He replied easily, though there was much more to it than that, a pretty girl like her, and upper class girl like her, and someone like her in such a tricky situation, he didn't know how, but there was something here, a gift, he could use her, he knew, and she entertained him, so he wanted to keep her around, for now.

[Melanie Rinaldi]

Melanie ripped her arm away then, her eyes narrowed at him. Who did he think he was? "Help me? With what exactly?" She questioned in disbelief. What could he possibly help her with? She felt her body tense again, the urge to run returned now that her arm was free.

[Savin Rusakov]

Savin let her pull away. "I didn't mean to offend." He said, "And perhaps I'm assuming too much, assuming its difficult to adjust to such a life, when you're used to something so different, assuming its difficult to keep yourself fed, to find work or a place to sleep, to find company who will not fear you or attack you. I'm assuming you need a friend," he finished, an eyebrow raised, daring her to tell him he was wrong.

[Melanie Rinaldi]

Melanie stared at him, trying to figure out if he was being honest. Why would he want to help her? "I've had enough time to adjust. And I survive just fine without help. It's certainly not difficult for me to keep myself fed," she said, her tone with a hint of warning. "Company on occasion would be nice. The only real interaction I have these days are with those I intend to turn into a meal. But why should I trust you? How do I know you're not trying to trick me?"

[Savin Rusakov]

"You have no reason to trust me" he conceeded, "You don't know me, but I am trusting you with my life, is that enough?" he asked, "I'm willing to bet you're still a person worth spending time with, if thats what you need. You need to bet that I'm a man you can trust, if thats what you want, as for actual trust? That is not something that can be sold my dear you have to earn it, just like I have to earn yours." He said, the smirk returning to his face. He still hadn't told her his motives, though he wasn't sure of his own motives at the moment. He'd go with her being pretty, interesting and dangerous, because Savin always loved a chalenging woman.

[Melanie Rinaldi]

"Yes, you're right that trust needs to be earned. What I still don't understand is why you would want it? Why do you want to be my...friend and gain my trust? Why risk your life?" She asked. Maybe the man was suicidal. Or maybe he was just adventurous and wanted some excitement by gaining a monster as a companion.