It set him at ease that his victim would be alright. Rhys really didn't know what he'd do with himself if he killed someone, or caused their deaths by taking too much. It happened, he knew it did. Maybe that was why Henry had made that first one - no. That's not what he was going to focus on.
When she stood up, he took a step closer to her, a bit of relaxation in his shoulders. Not so drawn up and hunched as they had been. But wait, people stole from people they fed on? That was for later. "Thank you, Mab... for all of this."