[ Xenk nods, unsure of where Fenris is going with his question. Then he speaks his offer and.

Xenk needs a moment to. Hear all those words and put them in an order that makes sense. His smile remains, though his head tilts to the side in confusion. He blinks, the gears in his head clearly turning.

Fenris would not offer something he didn't mean. And he clearly means what he's offering, which gives Xenk pause... oh, it's because he's so close with Astarion, isn't it? This would explain much. Xenk hasn't inquired as to Astarion's blood supply since the first time they discussed it, but he knows that he must be feeding from some of the Corsairs, if it hasn't been a problem again. ]

I am flattered by your generous offer, Fenris.

[ And he is! It's a very big deal to offer one's lifeblood as payment. It isn't something Xenk would take unless he truly had to, but it's deeply flattering. ]

However, I am able to ingest mortal food, and do not consume blood as our mutual friend does.

[ He still doesn't say his name because he's that serious about his secret. ]