It was within the creature's very nature to be commanding in every aspect. Tetadore had been born the oldest son of an Alpha, he had been raised with the intention of taking over the pack upon his father's death - at least, until he'd been stolen from that very life he had so cherished. That near lifetime, the were-creature had spent bending to the will of that nefarious vampiress and yet, his escape from that world had seen some aspects of his otherwise subdued persona return with a vigor as he took on that responsibility of making a life for that little family he had left. To promise her he might never utter a single demand in her direction was fool-heartedly and yet, for now, he was willing to promise to make an effort, at least, to respect the woman's independence and neutrality that she had chosen. The were-king was hardly oblivious to that smirk that crossed her lips and yet, he found himself hardly perturbed by it all the same. Their agreement was entirely tentative, he knew it well and yet, it was still better then her fleeing straight into the arms of that ivory horse that Tetradore so despised.

Rather, the man stepped closer towards the young woman, providing her with a rather blunt line of instructions before he reached out to take her arm, so calling upon that shadows that so eagerly raced towards them, curling and twirling and circling in on themselves before the umbrage so encased them and, with a sickening sense of nausea before vanishing only to leave them within the warmth of that flat. Tetradore was hardly oblivious to that amazement that so seemed to cross her features at that drastic shift in locations, the man ever so quick to step away from her lest she expelled the contents of her stomach. That grumble on her lips caused a small shrug on his shoulders before the man shifted to move throughout that flat, commenting on the state of that dingy, rather unfurnished apartment. It was only the sound of her voice that finally saw him pause, his eyebrows furrowing ever so slightly as those emerald eyes refocused upon her and the woman's bare frame. "Good point..." He commented, his gaze turning upwards to the ceiling. "I'll see about getting you something to wear..." Tetradore added with clear consideration.

A small shrug crossed his shoulders as he glanced back at her, all too aware of her current state of existence. The poor girl could use a shower. "Look just....try to take it easy okay. I'll come check on you every few days. You can stay as long as you want." The were continued as he placed that first aid kit upon the small table in front of that singular large window that showed a view of the grungy street below. He knew well that the kit was relatively laughable by his own kind, they tended to heal quickly as a whole and yet, silver so had a fashion of obliterating that accelerated repair. It might help still that bleeding, for now, whilst her body so struggled against the heat and poison that the metal so seemingly was for their physique. He was hardly oblivious to that small bob of her head, all the same, followed, quite unexpectedly, by a heavy word of thanks.

Those emerald eyes shifted upwards towards her only for the man to offer a small shrug. That silence that existed between the pair, however, was short-lived as that frown so tugged upon her features, followed by a rather simple sentiment. A soft chuckle left the man's hips, himself nodding ever so slightly. "Why don't you get the shower and tend to your leg and while you're doing that, I'll get us both clothes and something for dinner and you can ask whatever questions you need answered for tonight over.....steak and potatoes. Do you like steak?" Tetradore inquired, a singular eyebrow raising in quite a judging fashion, as if her choice on their meal might somehow reflect his perceptions of her. After all, what sort of individual chose some sort of vegetarian dish over that red meat? A herbivore, that's who. Ha. Imagine that - a wolf herbivore. That would be amusing. The corner of his lips twitched upward in thought even if he failed to voice that consideration all the same. Still, he suspected it was only time before that silver got the best of her. With this offer, at least she would be given a bit of time to so lick her wounds, so to speak, before he provided her with that sustenance her body surely would have benefited from.