"oh." Her mouth forms a small 'o' shape as she looks at the ring on his necklace. That- she doesn't need to touch it to feel the magic coming from it. A daylight ring. She'd made them herself.

This... explained a bit.

"That helps," she tells him, smiling again. "here- I think I've got something that will help you." She stands and goes to her fridge. From there, she pulls out two bottles. One she takes a deep sip of immediately- a blood toxin. She didn't know how old the boy was but if he was indeed a vampire she wanted to not die should he try to feed on her. the other was filled with an unmistakable substance: blood.

She poured a bit of the blood into a cup and microwaved it for about thirty seconds before turning back to the boy. "Maybe this will help?" If it does, then... then honestly she should probably just call Jean-Claude.