Curse a vampire with a soul. Suddenly Selene was very grateful to not have been born of this breed of vampire. "Yes, I suppose I owe you one." She smiled lightly concerned with what she explained about this killing spree.
Folding her arms across her chest she glanced at Willow with a very concerned look. Her brows pinched over her eyes in a worried scowl. "This friend of yours, the one on the killing spree, I can help." Selene's method of stopping him was far more drastic then giving him a soul. But, if he was important to Willow she could hold back. "My life's calling has been to hunt crea-- mon-- people like this friend of yours, to stop them."