"I'm just glad you're fine." Crispin said, hugging Lyndsay again, lifting her up, off of her feet. He placed her down gently. "She left the family years ago, what was it, 10...15?" He inquired and looked to Raven. "Joining a werewolf pack, I was worried that since she was raised by vampires like my father and myself then she wouldn't fit in and she'd be killed." His eyes trailed over her body. "Looks like you managed to assimilate pretty well." He said, smiling.
Crispin pulled both women outside, "Come on I'm sure both of you are hungry!"