As soon as Jett had stopped hugging the guy and stepped aside, Seamus finally laid eyes on him and something just... happened. He didn't know what it was, but as soon as he found this eyes gaze him and their eyes met, Seamus stood up and the game controller fell to the floor. He was probably staring rudely, but he couldn't take his eyes off him. Surely it was just because he was mortal and fresh blood? He didn't even realise his eyes were shifting to silver and he was moving over to where Jett was standing with the guy. There was still the small fact that Jett was a very, very young childer and this guy was important to him, any wrong move that might indicate a threat could snap him right into a frenzy.

But it was like Seamus was on autopilot and as soon as he was close enough, he reached and took the guy's hand, holding it in between both of his. Why did he feel the need to touch him? This wasn't just being welcoming. Seamus was intensely drawn to this guy, and so much so that he had to touch him. He was stunning. Thick curly hair, tall, slim, and blue eyes that Seamus couldn't tear his own away from and it trigger his Presence, probably drawing the guy's attention to him entirely. He didn't mean to do it, it was just happening.