"What for? Research and dinner, of course," he replied with a smirk, revealing his fangs, that now were a slightly bit elongated. He was beginning to feel thirst and it would be good to quench it as soon as possible. "They make quite good material for my books, but if you cannot get one... I guess we can't have a deal," he shrugged, but then his eyes widened for a moment, before gaining a mischievous glint.
"Unless... You want to give me a hand in the matter?" he suggested while wearing a wolfish expression.