[He grins sharply-- and when a vampire grins sharply, it's a noticeable action. His hand keeps moving down, gently wiping away the dried blood, letting the medicine sink deep into the wound; the other hand squeezes his hip, an extra little taunt to underscore his point.]

Quality, Trevor, not speed. As much as you'd like me over you again, I'd like to make sure you don't bleed out in the night.