"Now it's a trick question," Natasha says dryly. She's resigned to this kind of treatment. She can't say exactly how other vampires will see her, but she can guess. She knows how she would have reacted to someone in her position a few years ago. Six months ago, even; while the unease had started before that, she'd still gone through the motions.

Now, she still questioned whether going this far was necessary. She didn't trust herself to half measures yet, though. How easy would it be to backslide if she were feeding on humans again?

"A few months." She answers, because she knows that he won't count animals and because he's old enough to keep her cautious. No saying how he'd respond to an overt dodge. She'll save that for if she really needs it.