The pair share a glance, silently debating for a moment whether they should obey or not, but one more glance at the spiked armor and scrawny children makes the decision for them. The latter of the two shoots his friend an apologetic look and scampers off, presumably to find a doctor, and the other stares after him. with an air of defeat.

After a moment, wherein he seems to be wistfully pretending he wasn't suddenly responsible for this mess, the poor guard looks back to the Brucolac and gestures meekly for him to follow him down the corridor.

They reach a door flanked by soldiers after a few tense minutes of walking, and an awkward silent moment ensues with the new pair staring at the vampire with obvious confusion and discomfort while the Brucolac's guide struggles for some explanation.