It's like a splash of cold water. He moves at Victor's side in an instant, wrapping his arms around him (even if it's a stupid move) and not minding at all that he gets blood on his own clothing. He holds the knife carefully, not wanting either of them to be injured.

"It's okay. C-come on. I have a place to stay. Let's go there. It'll be safe. I swear."

He holds the knife a little tighter. He'll have to understand his fear later. Victor comes first.

"I'm not turning you in to anyone. If anyone challenges us, I can... I can fight...."

Shifting his grip, he then effortlessly lifted Victor up, not unlike one might for a bride.