"Fair enough." He does know, he knows what their specialty was, but it never hurts to ask.

The last question, however, almost makes him chuckle. Almost. There's a small quirk of his lips, blink and you'd miss it, before he sighs and leans back slightly.

"Yes. We can. And after a fresh feeding, we will retain some residual warmth, if you continue to wish to pass for living." He gives a small huff, nostrils flaring. "The one who turned me was quite fond of that, in fact."