The sky had long lost it's drawing luster; Matthew preferred to keep his attention on those around him. He would never see them properly and they served only to draw a mocking attention to his lack of stature. If there was one thing Matthew wanted for himself, it was comfortable wealth and a moderate power that was befitting his station. He was secretly something of a priss but it was getting more tolerable the older he got.

He let her have her silence and arched an eyebrow as he guided them down the street. "Your father.. And he's just allowed you out into the world with no protection?" The frown that formed between his eyebrows showed his displeasure at the thought. Sires could often be horribly cruel, but perhaps hers hadn't been like Gina.

"You're but a child to this life.." Upon passing a collection of men that leered at the heels and bit of dress poking out from under her jacket, Matt gave them an abrasive look and put his gloved hand at the small of her back. "No worries," he continues with a smile, meant to banish away unpleasant conversation, "What your Father has laxed in, I will happily help fill in the spots, as well as I can in one night, hmm?"

He wasn't going to assume that she'd be with him long.

They never are.