While it had appeared the woman would help, Devin had not quite been expecting that she would offer herself. In retrospect, it made a certain amount of logical sense, but he still had not thought it would be that easy.

He followed, looking faintly bemused as he entered the kitchen. "If there's a significant risk that your blood will have adverse effects on me, I've time enough to find someone else," he replied. Devin already knew she wasn't an average human, and perhaps wasn't human at all. "The buffer would be appreciated, however. You've my permission to remove my head if I become unmanageable," he offered.

The lack of a returned introduction is noted. He was just trying to be polite, but he understood the desire for secrecy.