Dracula nodded his head slowly.<br/>" Of course I'm fine! You know, I still get a little light-headed around blood... Or a lot. Maybe it just be for the best if you helped him. I mean, I do have other things to do. I could always find things to do. But I'm just concern for his health." He said quickly, glancing down at the blood again.<br/>The vampire took his hand of Dimitri's shoulder, realizing he hadn't moved it yet.<br/>" If you don't mind me asking, how did you get the injury?" Dracula asked as he sat down.<br/>He was at a level where he could control himself from attack the man, even if he was in control, he would rather devour him anyway<br/>Draco stood up and walked over to Dracula.<br/>" Hey! You son of a bitch!" He yelled at Dracula and grabbed his shirt, jerking him to eye level. This was the other real way to distract his friend.<br/>Draco knew there was going to be hell to pay for this but he wanted to keep Dracula safe.<br/>" I can't believe you screwed my wife!"<br/>Dracula growled. " What are you talking about?!" He hissed.<br/>Draco pulled Dracula to his feet. " You do, you bastard. I'm gonna kill you." He growled, pulling Dracula to his feet.<br/>Dracula punched Draco, knocking a couple of his teeth out and sending him to the floor.<br/>" I told you before that I didn't touch your wife." Dracula said, grabbing Draco's arm, dragging him away, leaving Dimitri to Katrina.