[Laszlo raises his eyebrows, surprised, having expected her to clock him as a vampire immediately. But if she isn't a witch, he supposes that perhaps she doesn't have the same senses they do.

It presents him with an interesting opportunity to lie through his fangs.]

A woman alone in the darkness is a ripe target for miscreants. I took it upon myself to look after you, though— [He gestures at the fire, smiling ruefully.] You clearly don't need my help after all.