At her terms, Abel slowly...laughed with amusement. Almost dryly, like there's something painful and ironic. He found her honesty refreshing because despite he was new...that was the unpleasant experience and lesson he learned. He broke a few hearts. Out of necessity. He can't be tied down and he can't tie others down. Learn his lessons very quickly with the partners he spends his nights with. Fully grasping he's a monster that not a lot of people comprehend or control...that this discovery is not shocking to him anymore.

Perhaps it's a good thing he learns not to be clumsy and reckless as he left his priest clothes back at his apartment. That was just a cover to throw his fellow priests and nuns off-track that he was a pious man. He still has his faith. Though he suspects most of them are wolves beneath their clothes, once they're off.

"You and I are so similar, Ms. Rip. Trouble follows me like a magnet wherever I go. It makes my long dull life more interesting. Did you break a lot of hearts during your time here?"

Abel uses the book to cover his smile. "Or did you devoured them? During my time here, I found that my habit and hunger is similar to yours. If I find a partner that can give me a good time, I'm up for that...and you're fun Ms. Rip."

Lowering his book slowly, "I come back to visit you because I'm back for more."