Cesare laughs, low in the back of his throat and rolls his eyes. Sometimes he's astounded by truly how humans can be. Or maybe it was just Nancy, young, wide-eyed, trusting Nancy. He turns towards her and takes a couple steps forward.

"You honestly believe that would stop him from hurting you? You truly believe that when he's that close to you, he can't merely pull it from your neck? I am sorry to say this, Nancy, but any feeling of safety you have around vampires is mostly them just being courteous." There's almost nothing, in his view, stopping the majority of them from draining her out on a whim or if their urges became too great. Cooper is no exception and the fact that she would allow someone so capricious to feed on her does concern him, for her sake.