“why would you want to join something like that?” / Chris.
It takes a moment for Seguin to realise that he is the one being talked to. It's odd, nobody talked to him unless they were hostile, mocking, or asking him 'how much。
This seemed to be....none of that. The stranger sounds, a bit aggressive...but maybe concerned too. It's a shame that the first person who seems to be showing some compassion, he has to lie to.
Pitch black eyes settle on the man, he's handsome. With hard eyes, steely with deep sadness to them.
Just a little taller than the vampire, but far wider. With that muscle definition the man looks like he could crush stone.
"Because I'm ('thirsty. I'm so thirsty.i tried not to feed') ...lonely. And as much of a headache as a rave full of junkies is going to be. It's better than sitting alone at a diner table for hours."
Pushing his hair back on habit, ('Be presentable at all times'), Seguin questions
"Why do you care? If you're going to say I'll have a better time with you, I might be interested."
This draws groans and protests from the group, much too far gone for the vodka bottles they're holding to be all that's in them. He ignores it, watching the man for a reaction.
He'd chosen to poke a metaphorical bear. Spit onto the supposed kindness offered to him. Either the stranger would persist and become suspicious, leave, get angry....or some combination of the three. Maybe something else, hopefully he would be quick.
The thirst gnawing at Seguin's /sanity/ demanded that he feed Now or go feral and feed anyway.