"Of course you'll be fine," Tristian cooed in an all too unbelievable way. "Perhaps when you're better at finding your way you can visit The Blue Velvet. Bring this teacher of yours if you need to, I would simply love to meet them." He grinned wide, fangs visible, and finally let go of the younger Kindred's arm. "Try not to die on the way to grandmother's cottage. Stick to the path and don't talk to anyone you don't know." Offering a wave he slipped past Rhys and headed off into the night, looking for his own little red cap to gobble up.