"Kindness is...an admirable aim. But rarely as simple as it should be," Kjell answered in that same quiet, measured tone. It was an unfortunate truth, especially among Kindred. While he still considered such attempts to be worthwhile, he could think of nothing more reassuring to say on the matter and so went quiet. Anything more that he might've come up with was cut short by Ash turning toward him and deftly positioning his cheek into the curve of his hand.
He stiffened and started but didn't draw back. Even now, the Toreador was bold. It was not entirely surprising, but...
Now eye to eye and seeing the remnants of bloody streaks on the man's exhausted face, he didn't know what to say. Attempting to wipe them away was out of the question; it would just make a bigger mess. "...Perhaps you should feed first? But I can steady you."