[h3][b]Eastern Yharnam, Hunter's Clinic[/b][/h3]

Victor was not the only one who was clearly confused by talks of blue lights and lanterns. Unlike the brass, crass hunter dedicated to the protection of a blood saint through, Draco had enough common sense to keep his mouth shut on the matter. Hunters could be rather weird folk after all, the process having some kind of effect on their mental state alongside the physical 'improvements'. He wasn't honestly sure exactly what those were, but as long as these hunters kept sane enough to escort him and his civilians to safety before heading off into the night that was good enough for him. 

"I don't know who those men who attacked you are or why exactly they did so. Their logic and reasoning is completely their own. However, I suspect at the core they are driven by fear. Despite all the good that Hunters do, there is an old saying of 'Power corrupts'. A hunter that decides to use their... 'gifts' for purely selfish desires or who goes insane can do a great deal of damage." There was... another possibility and Draco's hand seemed to nervously trail up and down the haft of his weapon as before he committed himself to saying it "It... [i]might[/i] also be a sign of the beast plague... twisting the mind before the physical signs appear but please don't take my word for that. I don't have that much experience with the beasts or their plague myself. I was in Hemwick dealing with the witches when the plague was first flaring up."

The gaps in his knowledge and theories offered, he took a deep breath as he turned towards the door and... paused as he looked over his shoulder. "I'm going to go and try and convince the people I'm escorting to come out of hiding and come here. With the incense burning it'll give them a relatively safe place to catch their breath and for us all to figure out how we're going to move to the nearby shelter... it'll hopefully also mean you won't have to kill those men that attacked you in front of them. I'll be back shortly."