For a minute, he's frozen, trying to decide, weighing the options, but in the end his better nature wins out. Vampire donor or not, he's not about to let a woman die in the cold. He kneels down and holds her mouth open.

"I admit I'm in the same boat, but I can probably manage that at least." He didn't want to hang around too long. The less people saw of him the better things usually went. And he was decent enough about sneaking around London that he could come up with some way of contacting them.