Dustin stared at her. A shaky voice came from him. "Y-you might want to tend to that..." he said. He was a good guy. "You a vampire...holy water...burns like hell...might get sick." He said. Not able to form full sentences. He stayed where he was until she was gone. Blood trailing off his neck and onto the floor. A pool of blood had formed and more created a trail to the bathroom as he walked there. He had vampire blood on him. It was on his blade. He needed to get it off. Get it all off. So much blood. Images were flashing through his mind. He had caused the bite marks to slash a triangle across his throat when he jerked away. The dagger fell into the sink as he fumbled to turn it on. It was quite hot. Soap and water. Over and over again. He felt filthy. Another pool of blood forming as it dripped off his elbow. "Get off...get it off..." He mumbled over and over again. His hands were raw and even though it stung and the hot water stung he still scrubbed. Non stop scrubbing. He jumped after a while the haze in his mind cleared. At first it was just a faint echoing of a voice he knew well. He looked at her unfocused for a second. He looked down to the floor which was pooling with blood then to her. "She has an ouch..." He said in a shaky voice. He shook and didn't quite process the question at first. Then looked to the pool of blood. "O...o...okay." he said in a soft voice. The dagger fell off where he had slid it to and clattered to the floor. "It hurts...this dagger like pain in my neck."