He wouldn't even need to be a vampire, or any other supernatural being for that matter, to be able sense the uneasiness in the woman. One could cut the tension with a knife, that strong and thick it was. But he didn't let that to bother him or show up in his demeanor, instead he kept smiling at her with a polite and charming eyes.

"That sounds nice of them," he nods even though she hardly answered to his question. There still must have been some kind of reason or a story behind such act of kindness and attention. "Or do you not agree?"