Aidou, brows still knit in scepticism, answered, "No. No pain, no killing, no turning. I wouldn't take enough for there to be physical signs." But at the last bit, he reared back, caught in a half-scowl. "It would depend on how much you liked the feeling of having your blood sucked." Pushing back from his chair, he stood up.

But what did he care about Jack's tasteless comments! Someone who already knew about vampires was offering to feed him! And he'd done nothing to get himself in trouble with the Night Class but accept the opportunity when it came his way! Without blood tablets he couldn't be blamed! And he felt it was a few steps up from Alucard, in that technically he hadn't sunk so low as to bring it up first.

The morning's fatigue seemingly evaporated, Aidou crossed around the table, all megawatt smiles and sunshine, taking the seat next to Jack and forcibly linking arms with him. How could he not be fond of the people who he drank blood from? (Yuki-chan didn't count.) "I'll even let you off the hook for starting at me in the shower~!"