Glitz wanted to comfort, to soothe, to make him forget his worries and feel better. The problem was he was really really freaking, and so - because she cared - was she. Talk about feeling helpless. Of course she had rushed in, and no regrets for it now, but fucking hell, this was more than she could handle. The coat seemed somehow not even to find it's mark, and so, there she was, there they were, with him pawing at her, and her struggling to make him keep the coat on, or at least to get the fuck out of the sun. She'd been pushing him, or at least trying as much as a human could possibly push an upset vampire anywhere - which was no fucking where at all, into the shade. Yeah, that wasn't working, and so now, she was just angling herself between him and the daylight, trying to shield him as much as possible.
"I don't know!" Her voice a mix of fear and impatience. Yeah, she really did suck at this comforting thing. Did he have to sound so worried? It was freaking her out and totally throwing her own since of control out the door. "Sympathy pains, maybe? I mean, it's about Simon, isn't it? You miss him so much that now you are taking on his traits? I read something about that kind of shit happening." She couldn't remember where or when, or if there was any credibility to it; hell it might have been some cheesy B movie where they present the implausible as complete fact.
"But Cat, dammit, you need to fucking listen to me right the fuck NOW," Her voice, and the stress within it, rose higher with each word. "Blind or not, you have bigger problems, bro. Like the fact you're about to become vampy shish-ka-bob if you don't fucking move." She was too panicked for it to actually register that things weren't as they normally would be. "Please..." She did manage to soften her tone a bit, but that might have been worse for all the fear and worry behind it.