The next evening Senya rose to find Boris awake, but not yet up. "Good evening." He smiled as he pulled into a sitting position. "You slept well, yes?"

"Well enough. What do you feed on?"

He laughed and climbed to his feet. "Always so direct, yes? Ah, but I feed on what I can. We are near a town, but not so near that there is no wildlife. You can take your choice of human or animal."

"Human always tastes better, however, I assume you have a system to avoid too ...