"What is there to talk about?" The stake was held beside him as he slowly pushed away from the truck and turned to look at her fully. "You're a vampire. I'm a hunter. As a hunter, it's my job to track things like you down and destroy you." He looked her over, trying to maintain a cool and steady gaze. It was a difficult thing to accomplish, especially with the way that he was having physical difficulties with himself, but he managed it. Barely.
Staying cold and detached was really the only way to go about all of this. He could kill her. Then he could walk away. And collapse.