"I'm not harming you." He coughed again, but the bleeding had stopped. The pain was still there and he knew without looking some of the wounds hadn't healed completely yet. "Take responsibility for your actions and at least let me rest here." He whispered as he slummed more. He could of fix his exhaustion, but it would truly drive Vincent away. He didn't wish to truly harm him. "I'm sorry," he said softly. He knew it was unpleasant for the other, but he hadn't gained enough strength to stand on his own quite yet. He would have to move soon though even if he didn't wish to harm the scent of being this close to Vincent's neck would drive him to do things he might regret.