"Gods, no, absolutely not. For a plethora of reasons, but most pointedly - well. Back home, a monster hunter could take a contract to end my life, and there would be nothing to discuss. I could have told him that I'd only ever fed from animals and it simply wouldn't matter. There, I am nothing but a pest to be eliminated, because of something someone else did to me."

He sips his wine.

"...Whereas here, when I first arrived, I was able to work quite profitably at a club where patrons paid me to bite them."