"Vampires," said Kyle. "Only super-powerful. They can kill the Slayers, and Faith is a Slayer. And I think she was trying to protect me, but that doesn't always help."
He reached for a fry and dipped it in ketchup. "Thanks."
Kyle thought for a moment. "If I could stop those things I would. But she didn't want me mixed up in it."
He took a sip of his drink. "Good stuff."
Now he really wanted to change the subject. He was too old to be foolish over a broken heart... wasn't he?