Angela gasped she touched him. he was indeed warm, and seemed very alive. Angela always thought she had a good perception for who was vampire and who was human, and at that moment, Bouwe would have struck her as a human. The lights were dim however, and it was almost entirely impossible for him to have changed back from vampirism. Still, he was a mess and needed help. "Bouwe..." She looked at his eyes, his cheeks, his hair. She touched a hand to his forehead in a motherly fashion. "You're exhausted. You should lie down and rest. i'll get you some water."