Hal waited the few moments until Damon's glass was empty and nodded, moving away from the table and toward a side entrance, probably somewhere smokers could go, and yes, as he stepped out into the air, it was far from fresh. And in the distance he spotted them, the shapeshifter and the girl.
It was still unnerving, being the weak one, being less than he should be. He could not be the help he wanted to be and indeed knew Damon would need to take the lead on this. Moreover he was a burden and didn't understand why Damon had ever agreed to this hunt.
"I expect its best if you take point on this." he said unable to keep the bitterness from his voice. But all the same ready and focused on the hunt. He might not be able to take the thing down. But he had not forgotten the things he'd done in the past. He could make the thing talk,