"If I wanted to stalk you. You wouldn't have spotted me. Unless you know, you have superhearing." Andrea stated easily enough. Though she did slant him a curious expression. She knew next to nothing about his kind of vampire. Or vampires in general. Sci-fi had always been more of her genre.
Andrea arched her own brow in response to his tone. She was good at what she did. Both as a reporter and as .. well someone who stalked in the night. So it was easy enough for her to pick the irritation in his, and the something else. Despite herself, concern tinged her tone just the tiniest. She didn't personally know him but he was important to Buffy and Andrew. Andrea liked Buffy and Andrew. She didn't like many people. Except maybe Kent, Lane, and Kara ... not that she'd ever tell those three that. And Sullivan. Even if she was acting ... weird. "Actually. I didn't come to play. Well, actually, I did." She was honest, sometimes to a fault. Sometimes. "But even I know better to kick the undead when they're down. Ice cream?" She asked, genuinely enough. "It's right over that way. I'll even pay. Sparring aside." She offered.