Kanra chuckled, sliding a hand up along Vlad's arm as his hand tightened around his throat. "Did I hit a nerve?" his eyes locked on the other's, as he smiled playfully. He did not move or resist, he had willingly offered his energy to the other. Gaining ahold of the front of his shirt, he pulled the imposing man closer to him. "Go ahead if you want to...make my blood run cold" he chuckled, the thought amusing. His body would warm it up as Vlad could cool it down, but it was always amusing to watch him try to intimidate by his icy touch. As if freezing someone's balls off was really all that scary. He was a docile Jack Frost really. He relaxed against his grip, his eyes still upon Vlad's. If he was wise, he would take the ability to feed, while Kanra was so willing to allow it. If not, it might not be so easy for him to have his fill later on.