Luca laughed at being told how pessimistic he was being in the situation. He closed his eyes and drifted off as Marc went to fetch the things needed to close his wounds. When he came back, Luca smiled weakly to show that he was still alive. "I don't mind the pain..." he muttered. "Do what needs to be done..." Just do it quickly, he added in his mind.

"Dr Marc... I... I need to tell you something... Before you operate on me... I'm..." His words were interrupted by a burning pain in his abdomen. He growled, feeling his fangs lengthen as his red eyes flew open and glared at the mortal that was burning him. "No! Don't use silver!" he screamed, a part of him wanting to rip Marc apart.