He'd claimed he wanted to help, to cut off the flow of blood in order to safe Seth's life but as he revealed the wound Herrick made no move to do so. He stood and watched it run down his neck and stain his clothes further. Pulling the sleeve of his shirt over his fingers he pushed it over his mouth to clean it and then finally, after what might have felt like an eternity, he made his move, tipping Seth's chin up to lick up his blood. His saliva would start healing the wound but he would probably need blood himself to take care of things before they got out of control. He wasn't sure if Seth would know that or if he'd get hit in the head gain for putting his mouth on him.