Jake laughed at her question. What a silly question to ask somebody in his position. Happy, yes, scared, no, fine... How the hell should he know? He wouldn\'t know that for a while yet. By then, if he wasn\'t fine, it wouldn\'t make any damn difference; he\'d still end up dinner.
"I guess that depends on your term of \'fine.\'" He said after a moment. "If you asking if I\'m scared, the answer is no. Like I said, I\'ve known vampires for a long time, you\'ve long since stopped scaring me. If you\'re asking whether or not I\'m nervous, the answer is yes, but on a great many different levels." He smiled again. "If you asking whether or not I\'m having regrets about some recent decisions, the answer is no."
His smile grew a little as he gave her hand a squeeze, not allowing her to finish letting go and pulled her a little closer. Not enough to be disrespectful in any way, but just to prove that he was scared of her. He wasn\'t.