Damien nodded lightly at the mention of food and smiled. "That sounds like an idea." She said cheerfully, then looked away and blushed a little. She would admit to being hungry- but not for blood. Food. Regular food. As Connie continued to speak, her eyes softened and she looked at the housecarl. "I understand Connie." She said softly, blushing again when she realized that Connie had wrapped an arm around her waist. "L-let's go inside, okay?" She said a bit shyly, averting her crimson eyes.