A powerful hand smacked Midnight's wrist away.

"Are you stupid?!" Matias barked, "After all the blood you lost from yesterday, you want to lose more?! Forget about it."

His hands then met the lapel of his jacket, pulling backwards and effectively removing the garment from his body. Underneath he wore a grey tank top that has probably seen better days.

"I'll do it. As long as I don't have to get bit or something."