Vlad perks his ears, eyeing Cias for a few moments before frowning. "Unlike many others, I actually hunger for energy. Emotion, heat, movement... Everything produces power." His gaze drifts to a secured power socket that is covered with an advanced lock. "I feed on power." Vlad slowly smiled. "Or life, but rarely does anyone enjoy that process."

"I am often accurate in assuming that I must take my meals by force."