Tristan noticed the group was moving on without him. Not finding the notion of being left alone in some filthy gang hideout quite appealing, he quickly took the arrow out of his leg and started to follow. Unlike Avernian arrows, this one had no barbed tail. Before leaving, he walked over to where he saw the vicar slowly getting up, kicked him back onto the ground and promptly cut his head off. He briefly contemplated keeping his necklace as a trophy, but having wasted enough time ran off to catch up with the group.
"I'd be careful about giving him that 'antidote'." he said cautiously, "You people seem awfully hasty to give Emerson something from a man who just attempted to kill us. But hey, if you guys have got some grudge against him that I haven't payed attention to, more power to you".