Even in the lack of proper light he could tell she was blushing, but he thought it only served to make her look even more endearing than she already did. Vlad stopped walking, not caring if they were in the middle of the sidewalk - there didn't seem to be many other people out anyway, and it wasn't difficult to just walk around them. No matter what happens - whether she meant it as such or not, there was only one thing he could associate with that. What if Dracula ended up killing her this time, and brought her back as a vampire? What would happen when everyone turned back to normal? The thought that she might be truly dead in that case made him incredibly angry, but he couldn't do anything about it - not when Dracula existed within him.
"Nothing could keep me away." They would deal with Dracula when the time came, and somehow it would be fine. In this moment, he was prepared to lock himself in a church if he had to - whatever he could to keep himself from hurting her again. His hands rested on her shoulders, but as he spoke one rose to absently tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "Are there any rules I should know about, when I come to visit you?"