G'raha gulped against the sudden swell of nerves, and he trembled minutely at the stroke to his ear, weight raised onto the balls of his feet and only dropping back down when the touch finished. A vampire doctor? He was aware of the belief in vampires, vaguely remembered something about a voidsent living in the blood of living creatures that would feed on the blood of others, but things in this place were vastly different than anything he was used to.

His interest had been caught, and he craned his neck to watch Vanitas move-- to fully drop his guard would be unwise, even though the other's scent was rapidly causing warmth to course through his body. "As I said, I'm a Miqo'te. My homeland has a wide variety of sentient beings..." A pause, a curious tilt of his head. "What would you like to see, exactly?"