"Why would she not--" Vlad cut himself off, sighing. "Never mind. It will be fine, and if not, well - you can choose the restaurant next time." He knew that even if it was a poor choice, Helena wasn't the sort of person to hold it against him, but the idea still wasn't very appealing.
"Do your arms still hurt?" He was quick enough to catch the frown, a slight scowl appearing when he thought of Shane and what he'd done.