Jared lifted his shadowed gaze to human in the doorway, a man who should be his enemy if his situation had been different “Hey” he replied in a hushed tone. If he was offended by his scent he didn’t seem to be as he shifted his weight from right foot to left. The unusual vampire appeared to be anxious about something but he always was on edge, mostly due to the ‘virus’s’ side effects and the fact he hadn’t slept in sometime. He did sort of chuckle but it was in a more a sad one then a true sound of good humor “Funny I thought I knew the reason but I don’t really know…”
Lost was the best description one could give the vampire standing on King’s steps but not all in the directional sense either. He was just another lost soul in the City of Angels. He frowned while he drew his hood back, revealing that nearly human yet hairless head once again. Jared let his palm rub over his naked scalp, clearly unsure how to process. He may be a super vamp but his people skills were insanely terrible yet he was trying at least “I think you are my only friend Hannibal”