"No, Ohio-," he begins, vaguely confused before practically cutting himself off to address the more important issue. "I don't kill go around killing people and I'm not a hunter. I've killed some vampires before and I know a lot about them, but earlier was mostly self-defense. So unless you're about to wolf out on me and go for the jugular, I don't have any reason to attack you."

Kyle runs a hand through his hair, trying to parse out all the new information into the important bits versus effective sidebars. "You turn into a dog. Like a werewolf? Are you a werewolf?"

"What happens with they don't mix? Is that when the Council moves in?" He sighs and takes another sip of his drink. "Who could I talk to, if I wanted to? Someone on the Council. Are any of them actually reachable?"