He wanted, again, to point out that he needed to get to work. That lives were depending on him. But he didn't think that arguing with Baba Yaga was the best of ideas, and it wasn't like there weren't other nurses at the hospital. If they were short staffed, the City would just invent somebody to take up the slack. He'd seen it happen before. It was unsettling, though highly helpful. Nobody ever wanted for attention when they were in need of it most.
Aidan moved to the bench with care in his steps, making sure to keep Baba Yaga in front of him or beside him, never behind. Maybe she wasn't the kind of creature to stab a guy in the back, but he wasn't going to make that even an option.
He waited for her to settle next to him, sure that she would get closer than he wanted her to, and took a deep breath that he didn't really need.
"I tried to hide what I was from everybody." He just jumped right in. "Usually I can do a pretty good job of it, given a regular blood supply. I don't have to worry about much in the way of markers to indicate what I am. I can go out in the day, I can eat regular food - though it does nothing for me. I just have to be careful about garlic. Doesn't kill me or anything, just... makes me vamp out."
Another breath. "Only two people knew, one because I couldn't hide it, and the other because... there had to be a warning. What I didn't anticipate was the lack of blood. And then when it started to become a real problem, I felt like it had been too long to reveal the truth. Around the same time that I attacked you, it was inadvertently revealed to everyone else through the most regretful way possible. I lost my best friend. I lost my home. I lost everything that mattered to me. I fucked it all up."