Fuck. Fuck. He notices this quickly and frowns. His blood has been rather ... heady for normal vampires (blood of a god and all that), he has no idea what it will do for or to her. With any luck a little bit enough to sustain her to get somewhere better.

"Okay. This is going to be rather stupid of me and probably for you, but you need to eat." From a pocket he pulls out a knife. It's an old looking thing, definitely not made of steel. Theo draws it across his palm muttering something as he does.

Blood wells up from the cut and he offers it to her. "I give this freely and without bindings."