He signed autographs cheerfully, deciding not to question what was in the Youtube videos, whether it was onstage or sneakily shot footage of him stumbling about in his underwear. Given their reactions, both seemed equally likely. He kept his head down most of the way, pulling his hood up so he'd be largely unrecognizable. Not that he didn't enjoy the fan attention-he was just tired.<br/><br/>He casually hummed various NWOBHM classics to himself as he entered Ptricia's zone. He returned the looks until they looked away, walking on all the time. He paused to rest for a minute in the alley behind Ptricia's, pulling his hood down, seeing as it was getting hotter, and he didn't need to be discreet anymore.<br/><br/>OOC: Sign me up. So, what, big swooping rescue by Ptricia, or blood frenzy thing? I'm fine with either.