He shrugs. "You can if you want."

"I'll find you in a couple weeks. It sounds like - if you are biteable you'll be able to make lots of blood, so you wouldn't need a waiting list like the dragons have."

"Yeah. I can self-repair; as long as I'm not wasting huge amounts of mana on other stuff, I'm not gonna run out of blood."

"So I want to try it but I don't know if you'll want to tell absolutely everyone if it turns out you're biteable and also taste good."

"Sure, why not?"

"Well, everyone would want to bite you, then, and there aren't that many vampires just in this one school but there are plenty of us in the world."

He shrugs again. "So if there's more than I can deal with at once, I guess I get a waiting list."

Leekath nods.

"Anyway, why's living a long time make people tasty?"

"No one's sure exactly how the mechanism connecting the two things works, but the other reason it's good to bite long-lived people is that our lifespans are an average of those of who we bite."

"...huh. So what, everybody who bit me would just be immortal? Maybe I'll get a vampire to summon me. I'd still rather use my own magic, though."

"Well, I don't know how it would work," says Leekath. "Maybe you don't count for it at all. But how you taste will be a pretty good indicator."

"Guess we'll find out, then."

Leekath nods. "If you're curious to find out sooner than I'll want blood again you could ask my roommate or somebody."

"Sure. I don't know anybody, though, you'd probably have to introduce me."

"Do you want to come meet my roommate?"

He eyes his depleted tray, spoons up the last of the ice cream, and says (somewhat indistinctly), "Sure!"

Leekath leads him into the lift and directs it to her hall.

"Yeah, go for it."

She swings down from the perch and trots up to him and bites his neck.

"Huh," says Brilliance. It feels interesting.

"I think so too!" says Brilliance, giggling.