Spike blinks at Maurice and cants his head slightly. "This person going on about the fae, they wouldn't happen to have a User Name where they're the fucking boss, would they?" Because Spike had caught a glimpse of that and just ignored it.

"Look, Maurice. I've a low tolerance for idiots, so don't go turning out to be one now." Again with that base attitude, but no added sarcasm or snark. "I don't feel watched, and even if I did, I don't care. So the bloody fae are voyeurs. So what? They can't be watching all the damn time. But they sure can want you to think they are, as a way to do exactly this. Make you afraid. Control you. It's classic manipulation." Picking up his mug of blood again and taking another drink.

"No one's gonna ghoul you. Rules might be different for vampires where you're from anyways. Again, it's manipulation. Making you jumpy and do stupid shit because you're scared and not thinking." A pause to make sure Maurice was listening still.

"I know what a broodmare is. I'm pretty sure that asshole was speaking based on their own experiences and shit. They don't know what the fae are going to do with us anymore than anyone else. Problem is, we don't know what the fae want with us. But again--it comes back down to fear. You are letting your fear be used to manipulate you. To make you stupid."

Another sip from his mug.

"So if you're going to be stupid, then stop wasting my fucking time."