Julius
A person he knew. It was a recent acquittance, but his mind recognized her. Looks like his faculties were intact even if his body still ached and shivered. They had to not only thaw him out of that spell's effect but they surely had to patch his wounds from the firearm. Painkillers wore off and the adrenaline wasn't keeping him painless anymore. "I'm in pain, then I must be alive."
In his mind there were also etched vivid memories of the last battle. He didn't care in the middle of the fight, but now he couldn't just ignore the issue. "I understand why you why you kept your secret, but you surely revealed it so readily. Are you not worried about the secret spreading with all people who witnessed that battle?"
IreneCasting a soft shadow over Julius, the vampire and adventurer offered a subdued smile in response. As she spoke, it was not the impetous motivations of youth, but a thoughtful rumble that matched her age which echoed from the words.
"What use is keeping a secret if it stops me from helping as I must?" Irene seemed to suppress an edge of cockiness as she leaned back, and the lights of the room hit him more directly now. "Besides, if I took your words of the city at face value, then my being ought not be such a concern."
There was a little more to it than that, and she truly was not fond of the idea of exposing herself, but in that situation she believed it to be the best chance they had. Against a foe that might've eradicated them, they had both escaped practically unscathed. Surprisingly so, if Irene had to be honest with the long buried unease tingling in her spine now that they were out of danger.
The nurse who had nearly be shoved out of the way approached the bed again from the side of Julius's feet, smiling tersely as she looked between him and the papers in her hands. "You went through a rough spot, but you held up very well," she said, addressing Julius before turning to Irene. "We're just checking to make sure he's suffering no aftereffects and doesn't contract anything like hypothermia. Once that's done we can speed up treatment for the bullet wounds. Lucky they all missed vitals."
Irene nodded and absently wondered how much the "speeding up" was going to cost in addition to base charges. Bah, money.