She raised her eyebrows in suspicion at his response. How could anyone think that such actions were a family tradition? But she remained silent. There was no reason to ask him more if he wasn’t willing to go into details.

“I’m fine, really,” she tried to reassure him. Never had see witnessed a vampire hunter stick around so long. Perhaps things had changed in twenty-one years. Perhaps the humans were a bit more careful at treating those who had encountered a vampire. “I’ve been through worse.” The sharp bitterness of the truth tainted her words – dying was far worse than a bump to the head. However, the fact that her head was throbbing with pain made her reconsider the offer. And the more she thought, the more she wondered if she had pain killers and first aid kit to deal with her wound. “But… perhaps a quick stop for some painkillers wouldn’t hurt.”