"Zoheret's shoe size, what a weird thing to be concerned about," he mumbled as the reported was dragged away, but it wasn't long after as the smell of blood filled the air, as Tyler joined the group. His sense of smell wasn't better than that of a mortal's, maybe slightly more tuned in certain scenarios, but he was aware that if he could smell the blood, there was a bit of an issue, although he couldn't smell it until after Tyler had joined their group. Tyler could still seem to move on his own from what he gathered, which was good at least.
"Hey look, I'm going to give fair warning that I've never healed a vampire before, that was never something that was tested out with me," He had walked up to Tyler, his concern was great and wanted to at least help in whatever way he could, "Would you let me try?" He asked and when Tyler agreed he nodded and put his hands on Tyler's shoulders. "Let me know if you feel uncomfortable and I'll stop," He explained not wanting to hurt Tyler either, as he had no idea if his powers would have adverse affects either. He closed his eyes and began to concentrate only to find nothing. Usually when healing others, he could find an internal connection and with Tyler, he couldn't. He kept looking for one, but gave up once a headache started to brew for himself.
"I guess I can't heal Vampires," He said sounding a bit disappointed in himself, "But I do heal and regenerate faster than most mortals, not enough to allow you to feed more than normal, but I'd be able to handle it better than others, would feeding help?" He was planning on offering Tyler his wrist if it would help. He remembered when Hofflan would take blood from him, feeding at his wrists, that it didn't quite have the same affect as being fed from anywhere else. He hoped that he could strike a balance between the discomfort that place brought and the pleasure that feeding normally gives, to remain focused and able to help.
