Alister swallowed deeply with another creeping urge forming within his un-beating soul, an instinctive smirk slowly twisting onto his lip as his attenative gaze remains affixed on her eyes. Soon enough his view lowers down onto the sweet allure of her neck, the tender flesh he had once bitten and savoured before. Only one reminder was enough to remember the addictive smell, taste and everything it was. The tempatation of regaining his vigor and energy, his overwhelming power that he once proudly lashed out in past times of his prime. But the older he gets, the more powerful he gets either way, but being depraved of the sweet tonic that drives him has clearly worn him into a mere shell.

"You're ever so kind, Aria. Ever so sweet, the gesture will be appreciated for ages to come, surely." The ever akward smile creeps forth like a frozen lake lazily melting away. "It warms me to know that we're friends, Aria.. But we barely know one another, surely time will correct that as well." The smile continued, though rusty as it was.

His other hand gently reached upwards to grasp Aria's shoulder, while his other gently sweeps down to her other. His fingers firmly clenching around her once more, slowly guiding her down onto the bed as he slowly leans himself slowly over her femenine form. He breathed deeply, though he didn't need to breathe at all. His gaze lingering upon her's as he nearly laid ontop of her on the bed. "There's plenty of things I want to tell you... My experiences, my un-life and other of my kin."