Damien Thorn, he would remember that, this boy could pose potential for something greater. "Matthias Cronqvist, young Damien." Then half smiled, allowing one, slender fang to glitter in the moonlight.
"Well met," then inclined his head, casting his gaze out over the streets once more, "Are you always so bold, approaching foreign vampires with little regard to your own personal safety? Anything could happen, after all..."
He was curious as to the source of the boy's boldness, a power, a knowledge, and of course, how said resource could be exploited.