Derek smiled at Shimmer when she called him thoughtful. Well, she was probably talking to both Brian and him, but he'd still take it. "Russians? I was thinking North Korea." He polished off his beer.
"Yeah, it's like...tinnitus." The vampire rubbed the side of his head. He had been wondering if it was fucked up as a result of the ear-bleeding that Phanuel had caused. It was sort of good to know that he wasn't the only one. He also needed to eat, but it was far too crowded inside, and Derek also wasn't about to go back out there.
"It's a good time for drugs...," Derek muttered, casting his glance about the bar somewhat darkly.