She smiles a little and pets him.

"So I'm so, so sorry you had to go through that? I want you to enjoy your own life?? Um. What do you remember of being human, has it all just been rudely shoved out of the way by your vampire experiences?"

"...most of it. I was in... Moscow. When I turned. There were riots. I don't know what I was doing there. I think I almost died and someone turned me. Russia still had a czar."

"I don't know nearly enough history to know the significance of that. Uh. Do you know what the riots were about?"

"Something about corrupt military commanders? I'm sorry, I can only piece together some things I remember hearing from then, my sire and I left Moscow not too long after."

"It's fine," she assures. "I'm just. I want..." She sighs and leans into him some more. "... I want you to have all of the pieces of yourself that you can."

........he wonders if he can pet her. Carefully so so carefully like he's stroking a soap bubble.

That earns another smile and a little huff of laughter, and she leans into his hand.

"Regardless, I do want to help you have fun."

He has an idea of how to have fun wait no bad she's human and very breakable.

She spots his expression, and colors a little and ducks her head.

"Um!" She lets out a tiny giggle. "Not that I'm, not, uh. Willing, but, but. Breakable human, you know."

He disappears from her arms.

For only less than a second and then he's back, managing to not vibrate at all even though the way he's doing it is by holding very still.

She blinks very quickly, then huffs a laugh.

"Wait, are you—I thought that was vampire speed, are you teleporting?"

Nodnodnod. "Did your brother tell you about, uh, witches?"

"He did! He is one, I mentioned he was a tracker, I meant with literal magic, not just perfectly ordinary tracking skills." She blinks, then squints at him. "Was the vibrating... you teleporting in place? Back and forth, very rapidly?"

"Oh. Yes."

“Why? I mean, it’s adorable and I’m charmed, but.”

"I... don't know. I never used to do that before."

"Did you only start after meeting me?"

She sounds delighted.

He vibrates a bit then stops imself. "Yes."

Yvette cackles.

"I'm sorry I give you teleportation incontinence, love. But it's very cute."

She called him love he disappears for a whole second and when he's back he's away from her so he can vibrate in place without hurting her while he hugs himself.

His mate giggles into her fingers.

"I'm sorry, this is hard enough for you already, I'll try to stop unsettling you while I'm squishy and delicate. But you're extremely cute. Do you um. Want to help me finish repotting my plants?"

"I'm not unsettled," he says immediately, "and yes."

“Fine. I’ll try to stop embarrassing you so much that you have to teleport away so you can avoid hurting me,” she snorts. “Okay, uh. Return me to my pots without anyone spotting us, and I’ll move them inside where you can be obviously a vampire without worries.”

He can do that, carefully oh so carefully scooping her and—and—and this is so much better than when he was trying to kidnap her and terrified for her life, he doesn't vibrate but he does grin like a child at Christmas.

She grins back, because he’s so cute, and obligingly nestles into his arms for transport.

Pots get moved indoors! And then they can resume what she had been doing alone before, with her patiently walking him through the steps.