D'Artigo headed back to town, hoping to catch a chance to say goodbye to Clarissa, see how Miv had done instructing her. He hoped she would be alright. Vampire's were subject to mood swings often... how often and how violent depended on the person. Well, hopefully Kitten hadn't gotten to Miv first. She always exaggerated. She didn't hear everything he had told Erina either... Kitten wouldn't understand. And if she had reached Miv first... neither would she. Well, at least he was well nourished now, and he would probably be stronger than Miv. But of course, he wouldn't bring it up first.
Seeing Miv b-lining it towards him, he couldn't help but curse. "Crap. Kitten did get to her... Well, let's see how this turns out..."
Calling out to her while she was still a good distance from him, he says "Pale Rose! How good to see you! Did you send Clarissa off? Does she seem like she'll be okay? Able to cope?" His tone is perfectly casual as if nothing had happened.