“Here.” The one helping her tossed his knife aside. He had the same look as several of the bats from the first floor, dark coat and dark wings with typical fangs. But he looked older, somehow. Was that more wear along his wings, little tears and scars sewn together? Then there was the accent. Most telling, he was completely naked, not even an adorable little vest or captain’s hat to go with those fangs and slitted eyes.