He fully expected for Arthur to be right behind him but when it took longer for the other man (vampire, his mind oh so helpfully whispered to him) to emerge, he started to worry.

A little.

Then the shots came and that 'little' became something more than just a little worried.

In hindsight, he probably should have been a little more concerned by the bloody gaze and blood on his hands but the fact that Arthur was there and pulling his arm to run with him was all that Clarkie needed to know. Then they were running.

"We need to find a car," he said, after a few moments of running.