Watching with sharp brown eyes, grinning even wider. Amusement falling upon her features as he was attempting to figure out the details of Drusilla inhabiting the room with him. “Don't you want to come out and play? All the others are... maybe Sammie is here... all alone.” Drusilla stepped through the hole in the bars, he smelt so tasty... So... NO NO that wasn't allowed, no more. “Noo. Not that.” She muttered, flailing her arms slightly at her side, and staring at the ground.
After a moment she glanced upward at him, sounding almost normal “If you help me find William, I will help you in finding your brother, Sam.” Yes, Dean spoke nothing of Sam being related to him, and yet the woman knew. Arkham city, Arkham island now ran rampant with all sorts of things. Most human, but a few other creatures wandered the halls. The Vampire wouldn't mind an extra pair of eyes.