She was keeping her eye on him, and Stefan was both glad for it and conflicted. He didn't want to be here again, the one who was feared, the one who was dangerous...

"We can. Many do." He replied. "But it's not necessary to survive. Human blood makes us strong, but we can survive on animal blood." He gestured with his blood bag again, smiling grimly. "And blood banks are always ripe for the picking."