Daniel's eyes, showing a hint of that frightening undead nature--small pinpricks of red visisble, met Lonnie's eyes for a split second. "Just a Good Samaritan noticing someone walking alone drunk at night. It's dangerous alone in the dark, you know." There was a small crack of thunder in the distance; lightning lit up the sky as the rain hurtled down.<br/><br/>Of course,<em>Daniel</em>was the sort of dangerous thing in the dark a person could run into on their way home, but Lonnie had no way of knowing that. Daniel was trying to decrease anything this man might remember of him later; it wasn't as though he handed out his name.<br/><br/>His grip tightened. "What direction you headed, stranger?"<br/><br/>As soon as he had him off the street proper, he would attack and feed--a nearby alley would do if he could pull him into it. He knew some streets had cameras and was mindful--some of them could catch Daniel's appearance on them and some, like mirrors, seemed to render him invisible...but he could never be sure when that happened. Better safe than sorry.