"Carrick's fae," Hermes said, pushing off the rail gracefully to regard the frazzled vampire properly. "I'd like to talk if it's all the same to you. Unless you don't want to know how your angel's doing. I could just take the peace of mind I have to offer and go elsewhere." He gestured vaguely behind him. It wasn't any skin off his back to just leave. "I mean if you're going to be rude about it. Honestly. The pair of you. It's like not a single vampire in this city knows please and thank you or even hello."