She was quiet for a moment, battling with the words that her tongue did not wish to utter. Never in her life had she thanked a vampire hunter. And yet, here was one, desperately trying to make sure that she felt safe. "Thank you," Elizabeth finally expressed her gratitude, a heavy feeling settling within her. She owed him her life. Perhaps this would have been easier if he had just disappeared back into the shadows. "For I probably would have been... could have been killed if you hadn't shown up."

"How did you learn to fight like that?" Elizabeth asked. It was a horrible attempt at small talk - or at least that's what she hoped it came across as. For the conversation allowed her to keep her thoughts aligned. If she was able to get him to talk more - than there was less of a chance that in her weakened state that she'd say something she shouldn't have. She was already starting to wonder that her anger for the hunter was already obvious. And she hoped that he believed that shock was the reason she was handling this situation so calmly.