"That's just human nature though. Anything that's out of the ordinary or doesn't line up to what their version of normalcy is strange and doesn't belong," he looked over at her, his hands still in his pockets. "Hmm, an ability like yours just doesn't go away but again, it's just one of those things that people don't take the time to understand as just 'being' what it is."

Jack laughed at her excitement to the revelation that humans eventually do master space travel. "You get out there. Soon, even. I can't tell you how soon, but soon," he said and looked at her. "Nope. Most of the vampires that I have met were of alien origin, so I haven't met a vampire of fictional lore." Long pause. "I mean, you know, the ones who suck blood to live and all of that. I've never met one like that. I reckon I would be their perfect meal." Being that he never died or stayed that way.

"All creatures have a degree of good and evil. Humans can be the worst in my experience," he watched her. "Back home," he had to pause for a long while. "I mean, I settled here a long time ago. On Earth that is. Wales ... overseas. Back there, my job was to investigate the strange, alien and unusual. It was my job to prevent alien invasions and revolutions of the alien kind," he exhaled a little. "So there is nothing that you can tell me that would surprise me or bother me in the slightest."

He waved a hand as if to say he'd gotten off track. "But not all aliens are bad, they just want to explore and learn just like we do." He thought about it. "We had these creatures called weevils. They were a humanoid -- " he realized he'd have to explain this. " -- they walked up right like humans do, I mean. But their faces were more like a rabid animal. They were usually very gentile creatures that communicated to their pack telepathically. We aren't sure whether they were aliens or humans that had de-evolved or what," he looked out at the street. "But when something alien was happening, they'd come to the surface. They lived in the sewers you see. They'd only attack when something was coming."

He exhaled slowly and thought about it. "I don't think they exist anymore. Or if they do, not here," he looked at her and smiled when she asked him that. "Yeah, I am," he laughed a little. "And the losses are recent. Last couple of years or so," he replied. "Most of them were my fault."