He'd have been annoyed if he knew her father had told her of his past, but it shouldn't have surprised him. He still sort of looked the part of pirate, even if he'd left his days of plundering and exploring behind him. Hard to get by on piracy these days, unless you were Cambodian, and he was most decidedly not. Now he just looks like a bit of an eccentric dresser, considering he can't quite give up on leather jackets and kohl under his eyes.

"Fancy that indeed." He hasn't been about for awhile, so he hasn't been round to see her father and he hasn't seen her either. "Belize, believe it or not." A vampire in a sunny, tropical place did seem a bit funny, but the fact he had a ring that let him walk in the sunlight was something he took ample advantage of. "How are you, love? Nothing horrid to report, I hope."

He manages to sound more or less genuine in the inquiry, and granted he can sound bloody fascinated in absolute dull conversation when he wants to, there's a part of him that relates to the situation the girl is in. Lost souls that were neglected when they needed help always seem to do that to him, even if he pretends otherwise.