Ringer's dazed expression slowly shifted to pensive instead. She had a lot of questions for him and no right to ask most of them beyond sheer curiosity. Instead, she focused on his own, shaking her head to lightly disapprove of his nickname for her.

"The Night Council owns Hillingdon's leader, I have super powers, and the vampires are out of control," she replied dryly, turning her attention back to her food, eating another chip and ignoring the whiskey he offered. "Why find me now?"