<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Eirin gave a nod, "Keep your word, Bill or your soul will never know rest," He states before turning his back directly on the pair. It was insult to injury. After all he didn't fear these fools of beasts. They merely annoyed him at this point. But there was a thing his kind could do that many others couldn't. Curses were commonly associated with witches and voodoo masters but his kind could cast a more basic spell that was commonly known as word bind. It didn't call for anything more than for someone to speak a promise for the words to become binding. <br/>
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It was why they were commonly grouped in with Fae Folk when people considered what the Church Grim actually was. With ease they could destroy a kingdom over one failed promise a king didn't keep. After all Fae hated liars as much as Grims did and they often wouldn't fail to rally behind one who stated the truth. <br/>
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He set the girl down once they were outside of the house, "Anything you have here you will not be needing. I will replace it," He stated to her before moving to lead the way back to the forest, "Keep up we have a distance to travel and I don't care for modern means of transport." <br/>
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In the bright day sunlight it was easier to tell he wasn't a vampire or he would have been crisp by then. His eyes had returned to their normal brown color as he glanced over his shoulder to look at the lingering child, "I suppose I know your thoughts but ask your question while we travel as I have much to do and this trip already has cost me more time than I like." <br/>
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Once in the shadows of the trees he seemed to take his time a bit more. Almost like he was looking for something. His  gaze never lingered too long in one place. Eventually they came to what appeared to be a simple pair of spruce trees growing together to form an arch, "You can transform can you not?" <br/>
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It was something he needed to know. If not she would have to ride his actual form like a horse and it wasn't something he looked forward to having to do. After all his sort were hounds not horses. </span>