"Inconvenient?" It's such a strange way of putting it that Jonathan stares at the strange man incredulously before giving a rough bark of laughter. "You're face to face with a vampire while you're bleeding profusely and you're saying it's inconvenient for me?"

He drags his hand down his face and takes a breath, straightening and adjusting his coat in a smooth movement. "Very well, sir. I'm afraid I won't allow myself to feed on anyone, even if they are trying to harm us, but I can direct my instincts more usefully as you say."

He cast his gaze briefly to the wicked blade the other carried. "And if I seem to lose control, you can do whatever seems necessary at the time."