[He tried dying and it was horrible, so if he could at least spare her the pain he wanted to... do something. And stepping away from everyone in the group was probably the simplest way to give them a shot at surviving. Considering their Dream Companion was still silent, instead of threatening him to lower his defenses if he decided to leave, he had to agree as well. The vampire casually moved to lean with his elbows against one of the crates and offered a shrug, trying to appear more relaxed than he actually was.]

Well, that's the point, I'm leaving the group. It's kind of part of the deal I try to be all secretive and mysterious, but I needed someone to know not to wait for me. I'm... not packing much. Most of my stuff will stay behind.

[He raised one hand, passing it between the short, wavy hair and trying to contain his fear. His facade was going to serve him well, but he could at least let her know it wasn't a personal reason.]

Our Raphael paid me a visit. Told me about my scars. I'm as good as dead... but I'd rather choose myself a way out instead of letting Cazador win one last time. So... I'm leaving! [He waved toward the road they left behind, a smile on his face even if it was no more than a mask.] Back to the road, possibly to hold a last stand against the incoming army of monsters.

Never thought I'd go down as a hero.