Fen kicked and thrashed with his full might the moment he saw the man produce a blade. He managed to land a kick to his assailant's leg, though if this had any effect it was only to make him even angrier. When desperation finally hit, he even attempted to bite the man, though thanks to his knowledge of what Fen was, this too proved ineffective. Try as he might, even his best efforts did little to loosen the man's grip on his collar.
When they were approached by another, Fen initially believed that things had only gotten worse for him. He didn't recall any females on the ship that had brought him here, but as he knew first hand that hatred for vampires could make allies out of even the most bitter enemies. And yet, despite the advice that she offered, the knife that was previously aimed at him turned her direction. When she unsheathed a larger blade, Fenriz was uncertain whether it's target would be himself, his attacker, or maybe even both. Fen squeezed his eyes shut. Whoever was going to be on the receiving end, he was certain he did not wish to witness it.
Because Fen couldn't see, he didn't properly brace for the man's unyielding grip finally coming loose, which caused them both to tumble to the ground. Unlike the now unconscious pirate, however, Fen was capable of getting back up. And get back up he did, quickly springing back to his feet, and turning to the one that had aided him.
"Yeah… I'm okay. T-thanks" he replied, feeling a little relieved to see her blade return to its sheath. Despite the rescue, she sounded like she wasn't unwise as to what he was, nor did she sound like she was unfamiliar with his kind. Whatever the reason she might have for sparing him mattered little to him. Having her knew about what he was, and for her to be okay with, or at least indifferent to it, oddly enough, made this one of the more convenient interactions he had ever had.
"I-I don't really know the city" he said, her warning about the remainder of the crew planting a seed of worry deep in his stomach. He looked up at her with pitiful eyes "I don't really know where to go. What if they find me? Do you know where I can go and hide?"
Thoughts flowing into another, another concern was brought to the forefront "And what about you? What if they come after you for helping me? There were a lot of guys on that boat, miss. You should probably hide too…"
"And what about this guy?" Fen pointed a small finger at the unconscious heap of a man that lay before the both of them "We can't just leave him here, can we?"
Showing concern for someone that had made an attempt on his life certainly wasn't the smartest idea. It was a trait that had landed him in trouble previously, and given his seeming inability to break this bad habit, was likely to land him in hot water again in the future. More than likely sooner rather than later, the concept of urgency, and the word soon, apparently meaning equally little to him.