Valek arched a brow at Damien suggesting his vampirism was a condition; clearly he hadn’t informed him that he had a vampire on his payroll. But he said nothing about it for now. Gently he inclined his head in a nod to the youth “A pleasure Jakob..,” He said, his voice a low sensual sound that dripped like honey off his pinkish lips.
Quietly he followed behind father and son on graceful and nearly silent steps. Once outside he passed by them, moving to the driver’s door. He opened it for the Anti-Christ before moving around to the passenger side “I hope this is to your liking…” He remarked shortly, climbing into the vehicle in the backseat. Valek was not particularly fond of driving again, it wasn’t something he really liked to do.