Understandable. Addiction's no fun, but smoking is still considered a relatively acceptable one where he’s from. He takes out a cigarette for himself. Lights it. Knowing that she doesn’t kill people for nourishment does make him feel better.

“I’m not sure I have enough left to donate right now.” It makes a lot of sense to donate blood to a vampire, though. Sometime when he’s feeling less like a zombie, she’s welcome to hit him up about that.

“What’s your name, by the way?”