Even after being knocked up onto the table, the first man still had some fight left in him. He got himself up off his back, and looked angrily at the kid, wanting to try again. Evan stood his ground, ready to fight, until he noticed his waitress come up between them. He was about to yell at her to get out of the way, but she easily stopped the hulking man from moving any farther. He was surprised, she was stronger than she looked. But he wasn't sure how long she could keep him back, Frank seemed pretty drunk and pretty angry.<br/><br/>But a few seconds later, the girl looked up, and the man suddenly looked completely different. His eyes started to glaze, and he started spacing out. Evan watched confused as the girl spoke softly. He couldn't hear what she said, but it seemed to calm the man down for the most part. Then Frank seemed to remember his anger for a second, and Evan tensed. It soon passed though, and Frank became docile. The waitress lead him back to his table, and Evan sighed, relaxing at last.<br/><br/>He was about to thank the girl when he remembered that the biker wasn't alone. He turned around to look for Devin. He found him still standing by the table, looking both confused and terrified. Evan turned and faced him, and Devin flinched back. He was wide-eyed and stuttering.<br/><br/>"Wh-what the hell? What are you? Some k-kinda monster?!"<br/><br/>Evan sighed, putting his hands into his jacket pockets. He shook his head and smiled, trying not to be intimidating, although he knew after all he had just seen, the man would be horrified. Even still, he tried to be as calm and as friendly as he could. He was no longer extremely angry, the punch he dished out earlier had drained all his negativity. He spoke softly, as to not cause anymore problems.<br/><br/>"I'd really appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone. I'm sorry about your friend, I acted on reflex. But he should be fine, why don't you just go make sure he's okay, go get a drink, and forget any of this happened."<br/><br/>Devin shook his head, "No way man! You're some kind of freak! Those eyes aren't human!" Evan frowned after hearing that his eyes had been seen. He didn't like people seeing him when he was hungry, not even his friends. It wasn't that he was ashamed of it, it's just that people usually got the wrong idea. The eyes would scare any normal person, the way they seemed to be looking hungrily at you. He didn't want to be misunderstood. Evan quickly tried to dismiss the fact.<br/><br/>"You're just a bit drunk, don't worry it will pass," he replied, holding a hand out defensively.<br/><br/>Devin apparently took the simple gesture as a threat in his drunk stupor, and immediately swung at Evan. He dodged the fist and stepped back, taking his other arm out of his pocket and getting into a loose stance, shaking his head. "Don't do this alright? I don't wanna fight anymore."<br/><br/>But the man insisted on fighting. He started swinging wildly, and Evan started dodging, trying not to cause anymore damage. For the most part, he succeeded, but some tables and chairs were not spared. When he finally saw an opening, he caught Devin's arm mid swing, and tripped him forward. He flipped his arm down, causing Devin to slam on his back. Devin, being drunk almost to the point of passing out, was knocked unconscious the second he hit the floor.<br/><br/>Evan crouched down next to the man, and saw that he was knocked out, but alright for the most part. He regained his breath, and held his head. "Aww jeez, what have I done?"