Evie was the sort to keep an eye out for potential dangers. After Millicent's decrees, she'd taken to patrolling the streets a bit more, watching for any innocents that happened to get caught in the cross-fire. It didn't just extend to vampires and their intended victims, however. Any girl stumbling out of a bar caught her attention, and she wasn't about to do nothing if she could.

Seeing a young woman stumbling down a dark alley with a vampire, Evie was naturally worried. Descending from the rooftops, she moved into the alley, watching for a few moments before announcing her presence.

"You alright, love?" She asked the girl, not the vampire she was with, though she looked at him, too. She didn't recognize him. "I can take you home, if you'd rather." She'd already eaten. "I'm sure I don't have to tell you it's not safe out here." A fellow woman, after all, posed less of a threat than some strange man. Unless the man was Jacob, then all women seemed to fawn over him, but her brother wasn't here right now. Just Evie, this girl, and Thomas.