She looks at him. "You got hurt killing the guy who was trying to marry me." she says honestly. Her hand glowing until his wound closed over. She lowers her hand. "Your..." she cuts off as he fell over. She looks at him. Pulling his head into her lap. Looking like she was thinking. Looking down at him. She pulls him up. And pulls the hood off and moves her hair. Cutting her neck and puts his mouth to her neck. "Drink...please...I don't want you to die. And you can't hunt if your too weak to move. Let alone stand. You won't kill me...I know you won't." she presses on the back of his head. Hoping he would drink.