Reginald gently helped the young vampire to her feet with a comforting smile, "There, that's much better is it not?". Despite his polite demeanor Reginald could already feel Brunhilda gearing up for another round of jeering once he had made sure Issa was squared away, 'That woman...I swear...' he mentally groaned. "Now then, what is your name child?" the elder vampire inquired as he tilted the umbrella to better shade himself and Issa.