You accepting makes it easier on me.

[He smiles, and hopes for once that it's at least a little charming. It could look malevolent otherwise, and he'd hate that. He just met this generous person, and he... well. He tastes good? His blood? No, he can't think about that.]

I wouldn't mind joining you for something other than this. It might help stave off loneliness and keep me from causing trouble. I do seem to attract it sometimes...