Cooper can't help the slow smile that goes across his face. The thought of being there for vampires in the same situation he'd been in was good. It made him feel needed. "Makes sense. Only sire I ever had was the one that picked me up 'n dusted me off when I was at my lowest point. I owe a lot to him. Guess the cycle's continuing on." He reaches up and thumps Thomas on the shoulder. "Well, if I can get you through your first one hundred years without gettin' staked or fried in the sunlight, I'll consider it a success."