[She smiles politely at him, examining the burned flesh discreetly enough; there are all kinds of vampires here, apparently. Mortification of the flesh has never been one of her chief interests - though she seems to often find herself in the company of men with the habit.
She indicates his hand with a cant of her head, ignoring his apology and stepping graciously onto what seems to be more neutral conversational ground. She can't see any useful outcome for prying.]