"Night Council?" Shit. Fuck. Shit. Kyle's not the sharpest person, but he understands that a named organization for any sort of evil entity is a bad thing. He knows it's even worse when that organization has rules that he's apparently expected to follow without knowing what they are. His options are let a vampire help or risk the kid dying and piss off something that sounds a bit like the Taliban.

"Okay," he agrees, begrudgingly. "Vampire doctor. Tell me about the fucking Night Council."