Silas wiped the blood off of his mouth, disposing of the deer corpse cleanly and quietly. He did his best to make it look like an animal attack, rather than a vampire attack. He kept himself clean, after all, emerging out of the forest covered in blood was never a good look.
The blood, even being animal, had heightened his senses and he could smell a human near by. Neatening himself up, he walked past, giving the other a nod, and hoping he could get by without the Spanish inquisition.
