"I ate before I left," Daniel says. "Besides, you're showing me around, helping me find my accommodations. I wouldn't want to bite the hand that feeds me."

He attempts to keep a polite distance from Neil's thoughts, an easy enough thing to do when more information gets offered up.

"A werewolf. I didn't really think to ask about other supernatural creatures when I had the chance." Louis wouldn't have known, and Armand would never have admitted it. "There a lot of other shit here?"