His scowl deepened at the threat. So instead of staking a fledgling that may or may have not belonged to a vampire he hated vehemently into a dust pile, he was facing one of the tougher members of Angel Investigations. That wasn't the kind of release he'd been looking for.
"No," Lindsey stated finally, shaking his head, "because with the mood you claim to be in, anything will either sound like a lie to you or will end up making me sound worse than my reputation already makes me out to be."
He uncrossed his arms, standing a little taller. There was a pocket knife in his back pocket but he hadn't used that little transmutation trick since...since he'd fought Angel. Chances were he was going to be a little rusty. "But I did feel bad about putting the kid in that position."