His eyebrows went up further. A vampire with noble intent. And a bit of a philosopher, as well. He could all but hear the ring of truth to the boy's words. Some people were born liars - Thomas, for example, was one of the best Harry had known - but this guy was selling it completely. It was enough for Harry to reconsider his words.
"I apologize if I have offended thee," the wizard said, bowing his head slightly in apology. "T'was not mine intent to offer insult." The archaic dropped from his tongue, and he held out his hand.
"Warden Harry Dresden, of the White Council of Wizards," he said. "I can honestly say, I've not met enough vampires like you."