His slight smile turned reassuring. "It would depend upon one's definition of hurt, I suppose- I would not suggest practicing on less substantial humans. There was some pain, yes, but, there was a great deal more pleasure, especially since it's been effective. Of course, now I'll be wanting another one soon."
It wasn't all too surprising of news that Jasper had some sort of telepathically calming influence. The pet was a pretty loud beacon, and, he'd been aware of his own inexplicable pleasure in the man's company. This influence did seem to be causing an inclination towards honesty with him, but, he wasn't actually doing anything that he didn't want to. If anything, this influence was actually very helpful, as a relaxed mood did lead to better decisions most of the time. And thus far, things were not going badly in his opinion. Jasper hadn't run off yet.
And whatever he was, it was already clear that he didn't seem to be plotting malevolently at Vladimir. So, Vladimir didn't feel angry, and rather, interested in exactly what Jasper was, and how he accomplished this useful skill. He could not miss the added hesitation marked by Jasper returning to the sofa- that he felt this was very important was evident. With Jasper's lapse of memory he was able to notice the obvious markers of his lack of humanity, or what Jasper perceived as one. The lack of breathing was fascinating.
Vladimir's culture did remember a great deal of ancient legends, but very little thought was given to most of them. So vampires weren't alien, but, things like vampires weren't of much interest or sensation to a civilization that did have the walking dead living amongst it, ghola. They weren't the same as vampires, but, this sort of thing did tend to take a great deal of the fear element from the concept of 'undeath'. Only superstitious people like Fremen were frightened of ghola for that reason. It was understandable why some people would fear some ghola, especially twisted mentat assassins. If they decided you were going to be dead, you'd be dead. Vladimir had never seen this as a reason to be afraid of Piter, however. It was just a reason to know Piter better than he knew himself. And Jasper did not appear to be twisted like Piter, and so even if he did happen to prey on humans, it wouldn't be particularly disturbing. It was just the right of a successful predator.
He listened to Jasper's confession receptively, showing no fear at all, only curiosity. When Jasper began to explain how he didn't feed off humans, probably to try and reassure him, he actually felt a sudden compassion for him. This lovely creature had apparently been convinced that there was something wrong with what he was, and felt he needed to tack on these reassurances despite the fact that he'd already had plenty of chances to attack him had he desired to.
"Unless I'm completely confused, and I do not believe I am, vampires are a myth of ancient times involving the living dead, who were said to feed on the blood of the living. And, I've seen enough here to realize you're telling the truth, although, that would be evident with or without the magic school." He was ice cold and not breathing, after all. "Did you think that this would make me angry, Jasper? I am not sure why it would. In the future, the 'living dead' are relatively commonplace, although I am not aware of any who have to drink blood." The operative phrase for Piter was 'have to'. It didn't mean he wouldn't, and probably did when he got the chance.
"I expect that this is something you would prefer that I keep to myself, and I will. As I do see how some could perceive it as a problem, and make things unpleasant for you, and, we cannot be having that." He only showed a sign of actual dismay when he recalled one of the details about the old children's stories, that might have frightened a Fremen, but not any Imperial noble. "Does this mean that you can't go out in the sunlight, then?" He did hope this would prove to be false, as, the idea of Jasper being instantly destroyed by a little ray of sunlight was upsetting.
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It wasn't all too surprising of news that Jasper had some sort of telepathically calming influence. The pet was a pretty loud beacon, and, he'd been aware of his own inexplicable pleasure in the man's company. This influence did seem to be causing an inclination towards honesty with him, but, he wasn't actually doing anything that he didn't want to. If anything, this influence was actually very helpful, as a relaxed mood did lead to better decisions most of the time. And thus far, things were not going badly in his opinion. Jasper hadn't run off yet.
And whatever he was, it was already clear that he didn't seem to be plotting malevolently at Vladimir. So, Vladimir didn't feel angry, and rather, interested in exactly what Jasper was, and how he accomplished this useful skill. He could not miss the added hesitation marked by Jasper returning to the sofa- that he felt this was very important was evident. With Jasper's lapse of memory he was able to notice the obvious markers of his lack of humanity, or what Jasper perceived as one. The lack of breathing was fascinating.
Vladimir's culture did remember a great deal of ancient legends, but very little thought was given to most of them. So vampires weren't alien, but, things like vampires weren't of much interest or sensation to a civilization that did have the walking dead living amongst it, ghola. They weren't the same as vampires, but, this sort of thing did tend to take a great deal of the fear element from the concept of 'undeath'. Only superstitious people like Fremen were frightened of ghola for that reason. It was understandable why some people would fear some ghola, especially twisted mentat assassins. If they decided you were going to be dead, you'd be dead. Vladimir had never seen this as a reason to be afraid of Piter, however. It was just a reason to know Piter better than he knew himself. And Jasper did not appear to be twisted like Piter, and so even if he did happen to prey on humans, it wouldn't be particularly disturbing. It was just the right of a successful predator.
He listened to Jasper's confession receptively, showing no fear at all, only curiosity. When Jasper began to explain how he didn't feed off humans, probably to try and reassure him, he actually felt a sudden compassion for him. This lovely creature had apparently been convinced that there was something wrong with what he was, and felt he needed to tack on these reassurances despite the fact that he'd already had plenty of chances to attack him had he desired to.
"Unless I'm completely confused, and I do not believe I am, vampires are a myth of ancient times involving the living dead, who were said to feed on the blood of the living. And, I've seen enough here to realize you're telling the truth, although, that would be evident with or without the magic school." He was ice cold and not breathing, after all. "Did you think that this would make me angry, Jasper? I am not sure why it would. In the future, the 'living dead' are relatively commonplace, although I am not aware of any who have to drink blood." The operative phrase for Piter was 'have to'. It didn't mean he wouldn't, and probably did when he got the chance.
"I expect that this is something you would prefer that I keep to myself, and I will. As I do see how some could perceive it as a problem, and make things unpleasant for you, and, we cannot be having that." He only showed a sign of actual dismay when he recalled one of the details about the old children's stories, that might have frightened a Fremen, but not any Imperial noble. "Does this mean that you can't go out in the sunlight, then?" He did hope this would prove to be false, as, the idea of Jasper being instantly destroyed by a little ray of sunlight was upsetting.