Kevin couldn't see anything wrong with Zara's explanation. Technically it was magical shaman voodoo, or whatever any given person wanted to call it, but he didn't see how it was much different from any other animals freaking out before a coming storm. He was just a little more accurate about it. "You're more than welcome to learn the hard way, but you're going to be a lot more comfortable in the morning if you sleep in your underwear."  the werehyena wasn't going to try and make his companion do anything, mostly in the interest of keeping blood out of his sleeping bag, but he figured she deserved a warning at least. She didn't heed it, of course, and there was nothing he could do about it, so instead, the contractor just wrapped the comparatively tiny vampire up in his embrace and let it go.

Once she'd gotten comfortable, Zara would find herself enveloped in the surprisingly gentle grip of the shaman. Surrounded by his bulk and warmth, she had put to relax and fall asleep. That didn't stop her from issuing warnings of her own though. "I won't touch you anywhere you don't want me to. I'll also be more than happy to touch you wherever you want. Please don't mind the little guy, it's been a long time, and he's very excitable at the best of times..." he replied quietly, trying not to sound like he was whispering fondly to the woman. As much as he liked having someone to cuddle, he didn't need to make it weird by being too familiar. In hopes of avoiding any further opportunities to ruin the moment, he closed his eyes and focused on sleeping...