Surprisingly, Zachary's movements and choice of actions didn't take Oda by shock or anything. Although, his smile faded a bit as he did stand and made his way towards the exit. Standing up himself, Oda sighed before he looked towards his bleeding arm. It wasn't too bad, and it would heal... but still, he felt that it would have been best to actually drink his blood despite the consequences. For some reason, he didn't seem to care what would have happened to himself, just as long as Zachary would have been better. It was almost as if he was trying to prove something to himself. Staring at the wound at his arm, he spoke towards Jimmy in a distant tone, almost as if he was searching for something. 

"As someone who was in the same position as yourself, wouldn't you want to help him, rather than just taunt him? I might have been a cop in life, but I don't think I would have turned you in Jimmy, I think I would have sought you help as best as I could," he spoke while staring at his arm, still second-guessing himself. It was then that he heard [i]her[/i] laughing, almost as if to try and taunt her... but he just ignored her, knowing that he did that with many people like Jimmy and sought them help. "Take that as you will, but... I don't want to be your enemy here," a small, pitiful smile, directed more towards himself emerged as he looked at Jimmy before noticing Evangeline again.

"So how are you and your Mori doing, Evangeline?"