The brawl ended just as quickly as it had started and though Vhalla found it rather disheartening it was finished so quickly, it took the edge off her mood. Letting her fingers trail to the open wound at her side, she spares it a quick glance, nothing too deep though she would have to bandage it properly when she got home. Heaving a quiet sigh, she prowls towards Sebastian just as she watches the attacker shove a silver blade into his stomach. Brows shooting up she then runs flat out towards the vampire yet he manages to take care of his attackers before she reaches him. Setting a hand on his shoulder, she moves to stand in front of him her icy eyes searching the wound in his stomach.
Furrowing her brows in concern, she's amazed the man is still standing and before the assassin can say anything, Sebastian snatches one of her own bloody hands, two different colors of blood intertwining, as he leads her outside, the cool air kissing her face delicately. The woman almost laughs at the audacity the vampire has at pulling her away from the wreckage they caused and to safety. At least, she thought the man was leading her to safety. As he releases her hand she neatly folds her arm over her chest, arching a brow up at him, "You do realize you were just stabbed and are bleeding," she points out, her gaze flicking down to his flowing wound.
Startled, her gaze widens as he brings up a bloody hand to place against the wall next to her head as she takes a step back, her back flush against the bricks. Color rising to her cheeks she forgets about her own open wound as her lips part to suck in a breath. The cool breeze long forgotten she could only feel a heat pooling in her body she hadn't felt moments before. "You smell good," was the vampire's words as she flushes a brilliant red in the darkness.
Somewhere in the back of her mind that small paranoid voice of hers continues to shout at her to run, yet her mind unreasonably continues to draw herself up to the man. Swallowing, her mouth suddenly dry, she lets her gaze travel up to Sebastian's own fixated features. It dawns on her quite suddenly that the man standing before her is a vampire. Instead of turning and fleeing she can't help but lean towards him, until her folded arms brush his chest. "I... I don't understand," she mumbles, unable to tear her eyes away from the tall figure before her.
"You're hurt, we need to fix you up," she responds, clearing her throat and looking away. Unfolding her arms, she places both of her hands on his chest and pushes him weakly away yet touching him only causes her to draw him in. Fisting his shirt in her hands, she pants bowing her head forward slightly, unable to push him away but unable to pull him closer. "What are you doing to me?" she groans quietly as Will briefly flashes through her mind before he is forgotten in her waves of desire.
Vhalla Solarn