"Yeah, I'm making something," he admits, but he smiles at that. "I'm glad. I want the packs to know that there's others on their side. Not just me either. There's other vampires that are on their sides as well. But until the Mikaelsons are gone, it's a threat."

And he's not even sure about the rest of them, but definitely Klaus.

"Oh, I forgot to mention the car and the mansion. I was thinking eight figures for my first five years," he says with a grin. It's easy to talk about things like this and not focus on how bad things really are.

He glances at her. "You guys have it good here though, and I just want to keep it that way so you can make it to at least fifty," he says, yet he knows how few of them live that long.

That gets a smile and a nod. "Yeah, I'd like that. Whatever's easy. I'm not picky." There's a time when he had been but through the year he's been on the road, he's learned to be happy with what he has. "Though you know I can get up and get my own. You don't have to do it for me."