[ He chuckles a little at her insistence and her obvious interest, and while he's more than happy to answer and soothe her curiosity, he'll first scoop up her hand in his and lead her over to one of the nearby tables where they can sit together and get a little more comfortable. If they're to talk at length, he reasons, they should at least be comfortable while doing it. ]

It was terrifying at first, but I became so unhappy with where I was, that it seemed I might die if I didn't run away. It helped that I wasn't alone; I had someone to run away with.

[ He crosses his legs as he sits. His history doesn't exactly make him uncomfortable to talk about, but it isn't the happiest of stories. ]

When I say changed, I mean into what I am now, and as for my treasure... I invested it, I spent a lot of it. I used it to spoil my family and my friends, to buy them things they would have never had the opportunity to have themselves, and then I did the same for myself; a house, fine clothes. I even bought a theatre.

[ He knows what her next question will be, so he asks her a question before she can get a word in: ]

Do you have vampires in your world, madame?