[If he hadn't been so focused on the man laying before him he would have noticed another presence coming their way. He would have been more prepared for the attack. But as he wasn't he can only grunt in surprise as a solid body crashes into him, pulling him away from the man in need of help.

He wraps his clawed hands around the wrist of the hand holding onto him, his grip tightening. He's startled and confused by the man's words. What had he done?]

He's in pain from his changes. I heard screaming so I came to help. It's not safe to be out in the streets alone while so vulnerable. There are mobs. [He bites the words out, hoping it'll be enough to get the man to let go of him. Behind the other man the blond man is stirring.]

We need to get him somewhere safe.