[ laaaate tag is late, it's a good thing y'all like me ]

Being, indeed, a less than subtle creature, Deacon shows his fangs in the form of a smile to the nearest table they cross by. His breed of vampire don't particularly have powers of persuasion, empathy, hypnosis, but they can be unsettling when they desire to be. As repelling as any predator higher up in the food chain.

"Yeah, that's one way to put it." A glance back to Ilde And Ivan, scarred eyebrow raising. "Humans're just as thirsty for something. Look at these fucks."