His eyes went up and his expression fell into one of worry. Putting his sample aside he pushed his glasses up his nose again and cleared his throat.
"I don't... I don't mean to imply he attacked me... exactly," he said, trying to think how he would categorize the interaction. "He was just toying with me, I think. Amusing himself. I came out of the experience quite unharmed, and he certainly didn't take my blood." He didn't think. Though the vampire's boasting of mental abilities had always unsettled him.
And now, knowing he'd attacked Dinah, Hank's own nerves were starting to fall short, though he was determined to be practical about it. "He is very, very strong. If we are to look into confronting him I'd advise against going in with less than our full force. Despite my best efforts my strength wasn't enough to even knock him off his feet."