Yes, as a matter of fact, he's supposed to be well-known to the supernatural underground. Then again, he supposes as well that if it didn't matter who he was to learn in the first place, it should hardly matter who he was to this guy now.

He jerks as the other man's fingers close around around his arm, and the sound of canine growling echoes at his side, and just for a moment he was so certain those were teeth closing on his jacket. His eyes widen at the other man, not in surprise, but in fear. What the hell is going on?

"S-stop...!" he commands, shakily. "Don't touch me!"