[The smile on the vampire's face tugs a tick wider at that. Usually one to put himself in the role of teacher, guardian, or gentleman to others, he's not used to someone else promising they'll protect him, even in a light-hearted way like this. It's the kind of thing he dismisses, because he's managed on his own for so long, and knows very well his own physical strength and experience in the world.

What if he did try something different, and tried to allow himself to relinquish a little responsibility?

Fanciful and silly. But maybe worth seeing what comes of it, for once? At least trying it? And then if it's not something he's suited for the way he already assumes, he can discard the idea again.]

Is there anything I ought to know beforehand? [A slightly confused, and calculating pause.] You don't have to wear jeans to ride a motorcycle, do you? [Not that he would mind, exactly, he.... just doesn't own any.] Everyone on motorcycles always seems to be wearing jeans, [he explains, belatedly.]