Cole made sure the door was locked - just in case - while Ileana headed to the bathroom, hoping that the wolf wouldn't try to track down his scent. Vampires needed to be invited in first, and he knew there was no way he would be doing that, so at least they were safe enough in that sense.
Food was his next thought, and he made his way into the kitchen. Okay, so he knew what a fridge was; but something told him trying the stove was a bad idea. Maybe he had... leftovers? If she'd lost blood, then regaining her strength would be a good thing.
He turned towards the sound of her voice, briefly concerned that something was wrong. "Ileana? What is it?" At first her request didn't fully sink in, but when it did he suddenly felt very hot. "Oh. With your arm and... of course." Cole told himself to keep calm as he approached her, since he was just helping her and nothing more. "Can you lift your arm at all, or no?"