A vampire that doesn't eat people. He used to speculate about how that could work and theorize on it, but it was always a pipe dream as a way of controlling an uncontrollable monster. The idea of meeting one seems unreal, especially in a pub in London. Somehow, it's a place that should breed more violence than tolerance.

"Then how do you get blood?" His voice drops to a quiet whisper, conspiratorial. As much as he hates vampires in general, he has no desire to rat one out to humans, or even to any hunters or werewolves. Not if there's a chance he found the unicorn vampire who can feed on something else, or chooses to.

Kyle opens his mouth to reply, then pauses as the bartender sets down his drink and takes the money. Once the man is out of earshot, Kyle continues. "I don't know. An ex-soldier, I guess."

A very clearly American one.