Al would note that Leofwine still has his bike helmet on, so she'd only really be able to catch sight of his eyes through the clear visor.  "No, not officially at least. I just know a bit of this and that." He spoke casually about what little medical training he actually had. He slipped his gloves on as he responded, then turned to regard Al.<br/><br/>"I don't know what you guys want to do, but I'm chilling the hell out.  Far as the cops are concerned, I'm just an innocent victim getting caught up in all this ruckus. Don't feel like spending time in a jail cell." Yes, it might be cowardly for him to remove himself from combat,  but really... combat simply didn't appeal to Leofwine. He trained and was fairly powerful and confident, sure, but he hoped he never actually had to use his full potential.<br/><br/>"And leave the vampire alone, man. You shot her, she took a bite of you. She could have killed you, but she didn't. That means she's one of the reasonable ones." He felt like he might be essentially flashing his hand to everybody in this metaphorical poker game, but he saw no other solution. He couldn't just let JJ go and kill a vampire that actually seemed like she could potentially be a functioning member of society and not become a genuine, bonafided monster.