To think he had been defending his place, he could have just left her. Could have allowed her to be killed. But he didn't. He let go on his coat and reached inside as he listened to her. He fiddled with an inner pocket before pulling out a small tiny ball pill, "Eat this - won't make you sick but it will help that cut." He blinked and looked around, it was quiet and he couldn't smell any more danger either, "I guess this old Vampire will need to take the young girl back to her station to avoid further conflict yes?" he smiled but then went back to keeping his coat shut. The air on the scratch bugged him, but he'd fix it when he got to the Gravehouse.