The blond angel was staring at him again and he didn't like the confusion and intrigue radiating off of her.  She was looking at him like he was...crazy, and he'd had enough of that. "Take a picture love, it'll last longer."   Looking at Lucas, Dex knew the demon had an idea, but until he was certain, the demon wouldn't say anything.  He didn't like to be wrong after all.  He grunted when the bag was thrown against his chest, catching it and wrapping his arms around it.<br/><br/><br/>"I wasn't going on my own.  I'm still here, aren't I?"  He leveled a glare at him.  He didn't like to be called 'easily broken.'  "Of course I found a connection.  There's always a connection, I just wanted to see what you three would come up with.  It's always better to have eight eyes than two.  Just ask a spider," he smirked and shouldered his pack, turning to look at the others.  "Just don't leave me, your social skills need work.  In fact, I'm betting all of you, with the exception of Rose, really know how to appeal to humans."  Because he'd already done his own homework on the group and knew their names, despite their lack of manners to avoid introductions.<br/><br/><br/>He let Eva and Lucas walk by him, looking over his shoulder at the other blond as she was looking at the patients.  This one felt fear for some reason and while all of them were uncomfortable with the idea of whatever this was attacking them, Rose seemed down right afraid.  He wasn't able to school his own expression at her soft outburst though, lips parting in surprise.  He walked back towards the patients, grabbing a latex glove from the counter.  He switched his leather glove on his left hand for the medical one, gently touching the chin of the first patient and tilting their head enough he could see as well.  Smoothing out their wrinkled skin, he frowned, wondering how the doctors missed this one.<br/><br/><br/>"I'm assuming bite marks are like fingerprints then?"  He asked, blue eyes looking up to the taller of the two blonds.  "Interesting," he murmurs, pulling the glove off with a snap before sliding on his own again.  "See?  Now there's two connections and one of them might be motive," he smirked as he looked at Lucas before turning back to Rose.  "And you may have pissed someone off. I don't assume, but I'd almost be willing to wager you fed on the wrong person," he asked before heading towards the door.<br/><br/><br/>"Come on, I want to see how this one ends.  I always hated cliffhangers."  He brushed passed the other two, leading the way towards the parking garage.  He didn't have wings,  superspeed, or even the ability to poof through hell, so he had to drive like a normal person.  "It seats six, if you want," he said to the group as he stopped behind a black, luxury SUV.  "Company vehicle," he shrugged, opening the back hatch and setting his bag inside, before moving to the driver's seat.  It had a dark grey, leather interior and was almost pristine, however, he'd been driving it for a while.  He just preferred things in order and sanitary.