Ryan freezes at the words. "You might...." He pauses, confused.

"Get rid of you." Abby finishes, smiling. "Yes! I might have to get rid of you. Hopefully I won't have to, but anything can happen." She shrugs, leaning on the doorframe. "Actually, 'get rid of' might not be the right phrasing. Basically, if you prove to be too much trouble than you're worth, I'll either drain you of your blood, take away your free will... or something else entirely." She explains, waving a hand nonchalantly.

Ryan hugs his arms, shaking fearfully at the thought of being drained of blood, or free will. He keeps his gaze on the floor, trying to come up with the right words to convey his feelings. He's snapped out of his thoughts by the vampire giving him a pat on the head and smiling at him. "Hey, relax! I'll only do that if I have to. Like, if you keep trying to escape or fight me, or whatever." She says lightly. This doesn't seem to calm the human, but the vampire doesn't seem to care. "Anyways, it's kinda late, so go ahead and get settled. I'll grab some stuff to help you clean up." She tells him, before leaving.

Abby heads downstairs to one of her many closets and grabs some cleaning supplies, bringing it back upstairs and giving it to her thrall, before locking him in his new room. "This is gonna be fun."I