“Well, for one thing,” she glanced around again, this time in emphasis, “get out of the open.” She offered him a small smile, then cleared her throat awkwardly; she had neither explained nor had he asked [i]how[/i] she had saved his life. “A vampire’s blood has healing properties. Which makes sense if you think about it.” She turned to continue down the street, trying to think of a suitable, out-of-the-way spot. “So I don’t suppose you have a pocket knife or something on you, do you?”