Abraham shrugged slightly, his eyes flicking between her and the dead vampire on the floor beside them both. "I can't say for certain, but there's always a chance." He told her, rubbing slowly at his head for a moment. She was so calm, like she'd had that happen before, or like she knew what the vampire was. Perhaps she had known? He opened his mouth again to speak, but changed his mind, closed it and hummed slightly.

He was careful to keep his distance as he supported her, looking around to check that the two of them were still safe. She didn't seem to approve of him, whether it was his method or the fact he was holding her in an alley way, dressed entirely in black. "He wouldn't have had a second thought about killing you. You're sage enough now, though." He tried to reassure her, keeping the exhaustion out of his voice.