Fenrir just stared at Stefan for a minute (though it felt like an eternity). Did he really just guess everything correctly? And even offer help? He wasn't sure what to do or think. Was he really that sincere? Tabi was, but she was also naive and optimistic. Maybe with a vampire's age came wisdom.
He blinked once, twice, then picked up a sandwich. "Och, Ah'd like ta answer, but me mistress said no talkin' while I eat." He then shoved the sandwich in his mouth and chewed for a long, long time. At least the longer he chewed, the longer he didn't have to answer.