"I am sure she does not," he said quickly, mentally berating himself for saying otherwise. He could be doubtful all he liked, it didn't matter - all he needed was for Daniel to be the same way and refuse to go entirely. "You know her better than I do, of course."
Vlad had forgotten almost entirely that he still had his coat, and he waved it away with a careless hand. "You can keep it. I think it suits you." At this rate they were never going to leave the apartment. "Get your coat, Daniel - we should go, or we may be late."