Drake's face took on a seriously puzzled expression. She'd seem him before? This was a problem. He'd never met anyone who was imune to his noticability powers. Veronica was an anomali in that particular rule. One Drake had to figure out before she was snatched up by someone who wanted him dead. She could remember him and see him. He marveled at that fact. Then Lexie said his name. Drake hadn't heard his name spoken by another person in almost a century. It made his look of confusion and curiosity. Drake was many things. A monster to some, feared by most, and loved by none, but to himself, he was a bit of a scientist. He couldn't resist finding answers to everything. Especially things that caught his interest. And one thing was perfectly certain. Both Lexie and Veronica had caught his attention and piqued his curiosity something fierce. He had to know how they did what they did. Veronica seemed to simply not be affected by his power. Lexie on the other hand seemed to be able to break through it. His hands went into his pockets and drew out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He sparked one and held the pack out to Veronica. He doubted, judging from the look of her, that Lexie was old enough to smoke.<br/>"I think we should all take a step back from this situation."<br/>His voice was calm and smooth. He wanted both of these women to agree to accompany him somewhere a bit more private for them to talk. He couldn't do that if they both were wary of him to the point of hostility.<br/>"Let me first apologize for the manner in which I addressed you Lexie. I should have been more tactful. And Veronica. Please accept my apology as well. I didn't mean to be hostile towards you. You merely surprised me."<br/>He took a drag off the cigarette and blew the smoke from his mouth in a thin stream, angling it away from the two ladies.<br/>"It's been a very long time since I've met anyone like you two. I'd like to ask you both a few questions about yourselves if you'd be willing to accompany me somewhere a little less exposed. There are many who would see me dead and, unfortunately, a couple of them have the means to see it done."<br/>He gestured behind himself, angling his arm back towards the street and in the direction of one of his safe houses. It was only a couple blocks away and he felt the need to be somewhere where he could feel a bit more secure. Their little tiff would have definitly drawn attention. Especially when he'd almost flared up. He was pretty sure that the person following the hit on his head was able to track his particular power traces like some kind of blood hound.