[There's a pause as Adrian stares at the blood. It's drying now, all sticky, but nonetheless his gaze is drawn to it.

The request for information makes him scowl, but he decides to not deny Dimitri. After all, this is the closest he has to freedom in years. He won't risk it.]

I can eat food, but it does not nourish me. The effects of the experiments caused... changes in me. Needing blood to survive is one of them. As a result, I could smell blood. And your crest is one I know extremely well.