Meto's body was reacting to his upset but it was also attempting to cleanse itself of the other vampiress's venom. There was a faint glow to his neck. An angelic sort of glow as the bite wounds heal over after clearly erradicating the venom. He looks up at her without moving any further. It hurt to move. Even if his body was healing physically inside from the dark vampiress's venom...it would not heal the traumatic injuries he now faced. He listens to her talk. Softly saying. "Okay." He wasn't saying much right now. Take a broken toy and picture Meto as the broken toy. He felt beyond repair but he still trusted Mindy. Somewhere along the way she had earned his trust. Since she had not broken that trust he still gave it to her. "Mindy...I trust you...." he says softly. Wincing in pain as a bump jolted his form. The pain felt more than physical but he clearly relaxed some as she caressed his hair. His head pressed in closer. "Stay...with....you." he says in a weak sounding slur. He is picked up and carried damsel in distress style to Mindy's room. Set on the bed he just sort of curled back into a ball. Whining as each movement hurt him.