There was a moment of consideration. It felt like a long moment, but it might have been a fleeting second for all the attention he paid. Time seemed to run in a separate universe for Bill. He forget himself at times. Forgot that living people had to cling to each second for their own survival, whereas his life had no expiration date.
He stopped and approached the man. Closer. And not until he was within a few feet of the Were did he finally cease his encroachment.
Why he decided to talk to this Were instead of finding another vampire, was a question in and of itself. Truth be told, Bill wasn't looking forward to meeting other vampires in York. He was concerned about the rumored differences between himself and these children of Akasha. Not to mention the other factions that he didn't know of. But Weres? Weres were the lesser of two evils. They weren't a predictable species, but they were a species that he felt confident he could hold his own against.
If he had to.
"Do you live around here? Do you know this area well?"