"Lycanthropes have delicious blood... and if they are against you... then you wouldn't object to me being with you, and drinking my fill, as long as I don't suck you dry, is that it?"
"And your sister?" He says trailing off as he looks at Miv. "I don't believe you. You know that, right? But still... another fine gorgeous lass. I might join you, if only to stay in your company. For a while."
"I'm sure the pale rose will take a certain liking to me... most of you do." A small laugh comes out of the cloak, the chuckling of a person who was not really laughing at anything, but laughing nonetheless.
"But, if it is up to her, then she will choose. Seeing as you are mostly female, you could use a little... help. In more ways then one eh?"