Amusement. Yes, amusement. That was why he hadn't killed you when you had stumbled into the crime scene. Pretending to be the victim of an assault, Vann allowed himself to be ushered into your nearby apartment, relishing under your care as you clean his wounds.

How long as it been since he has felt such a gentle touch? He sighs quietly, swallowing the lump in his throat. Yes, he'll keep you alive for a little longer until he sees fit otherwise.

"You are kind, ma'am...but I should head out soon. I wouldn't want to overstay my visit," he smiles politely as his mind wanders back to the body he still has to finish getting rid of.