Thane held an unconscious Carmilla in his hands.
"Carmilla," he whispered, "Wake up," his voice broke. He looked around in panic, "What are we supposed to do? I don't know anything about vampires."
He gently laid a bleeding Carmilla on the ground, without cue of what to do.
"There must be something I can do.. uh.. would a werewolf healing method work on him?" He grunted.
"No, I do not think so," he shook his head, "He is of an entirely different specie, of course it would not work," he gritted his teeth.
He held his chin in thought, "Wh- what would work?'' he tried racking his brain trying to remember if he knew anything about vampires at all.
There was one thing he knew, vampires did like a lot of blood, "Would that help? Would my blood work?" He squinted his eyes.
Thane was too distressed to ask himself further questions, "They like blood, blood should be able to help him."