Vlad prided himself on being able to keep a cool head in every situation, no matter how hopeless or impossible it seemed. He knew firsthand that losing control and panicking never accomplished anything except to make things worse. The only problem was that he'd never had to deal with an issue quite like this before, one to which he really didn't have a solution. He hated feeling helpless, but try as he might he couldn't think of anything to fix the disaster standing before him.
"I know. This... is something I cannot understand because I have never been in this situation." It wasn't easy to admit that, and even in the middle of a dark alley the scowl marring his features was visible. "He knows you exist, but he has no idea how to get rid of you - and clearly he is making no attempt to do so." That was something, wasn't it? It didn't quite make everything okay, but it was better than Brian actively searching for a way to rid himself of his other side. He began to realize that standing in an alley might not be the best idea, especially not with an unconcious person. Max looked like he could use something to eat, and some coffee probably wouldn't hurt either.
"We should get out of this alley." He sighed, wishing he had something more helpful and productive to say. But if Brian didn't improve, then what hope did Max have? "I know it seems hopeless now, but I do want to help you."