She might not care enough but he does. It's probably antithetical to vampirism to have such a strong urge to care. His bleeding heart is something others would probably be ashamed of. He still cares though, because someone has to. Someone has to look after these young hopefuls, so that the ranks of vampires can grow strong and healthy for adding them.

She calls down and he reaches out to snatch the book as it falls. He catches it easily and carefully tucks it under one arm so that he can have both free again, just in case. He smiles up at her, beaming proudly. "Good toss." He follows along under her as she goes along the shelves. Like a cat. She reminds him of a cat.

He gestures again. "Almost there. Do you see it? It's just back there."