Michael still bristled at the idea of humans being less than - he'd never been human, not really. And yet he lived his life as much as he could as a human. There were of course times when that was not possible, times like this when it became more than apparent that he was not - his heightened senses, the way he could simply tell there was something other worldly about this man he'd found here. And yet he longed for that normality, he longed to be just a human so often.
He pushed it down though, got rid of that feeling and nodded - for all that he wished to be human he was not and he could understand the desire to keep that part of ones self separate from the mortal world. "No, of course not." He did quirk an eyebrow at the other man when he said it was just the blood that made this look worse than it was. "Blood loss is serious enough." Still so long as he could stay on his feet it wouldn't matter, blood loss or not.
"I'd much appreciate that." He told him - bad enough to get dragged into this in the first place, he didn't need to deal with a dead ... whatever it was Atreus was. He still hadn't made up his mind about that yet, not a vampire obviously, probably not a were, definitely not a leopard at the very least.
"It's just this way." He said leading the way, they'd figure out the body and the blood and everything else behind closed doors once there were bandages and clean clothes and maybe some coffee, at least for himself.