"I'm discovering that not all vampires I meet here have the same sets of attributes, so I was not going to make any assumptions unprompted." He nods his head in the direction of the cup. For all he knew, she really could taste it.

"Yes, they do. Some of them. I work as this town's premier whore, and I accept blood as a form of payment. I get on quite well that way. In times of scarcity, however, I recommend you visit Calloway's Curios to pick up a few blood fruit. They are strange but perfectly nutritious. And there are always animals to hunt in the forest."

The idea of mentally influencing a human's will doesn't even enter his mind, since that is not something any of his kind of vampire are capable of. They do their charming the old-fashioned way. He considers himself quite accomplished at it.