[It was clear to him with that reply something was gravely wrong. However unfamiliar the stranger was to Dorian, he couldn't deny the thread of sympathy in seeing someone in such a position. Had someone drugged him, perhaps? He would not put it past this city given what he'd witnessed thus far.

The last statement came across more a warning than apology. Dorian's shoulders drew taut, but still he did not move from his rooted spot.]

Who's to judge? [Dorian's voice was a low, quiet whisper.] I only meant to keep those hare-brained merchants away from you, since it's quite obvious you're distressed. If you truly wish me to leave you be, I will. But I certainly won't feel good about it.

[He looked Alucard over once more, head to toe, wishing he had some vestige of ability in medicine and caretaking. Now he felt decidedly useless.]

Do you need to see a healer? I could take you to one.