David didn't even flinch as the girl ranted on about how he was wrong, both his hands moving to rest on the cane. "Obviously never heard of Jack the Ripper, or at least the real story." The man responded moving out of the doorway he lean against it. "Jack was a five year old boy, he was a vampire sure but five none the less. Arthur Solomon let him go home to his mother. It was twenty-five young women and five years before they killed him, he evaded police because not only was he a child he also registered as a London hunter." David responded. "Now you can call me racist if you like but everyone has a breaking point. Everyone is capable of doing terrible things."

Drawing out another one his herbal cigarettes he looked at Anya then at Trinity. "Some of the great hunters were Vampires, werewolves, and other beasts. They still eventually went mad, even human Hunters get it some times, my families magic helps us deal with it but... Well other Hunter families aren't so lucky and Solomon's often put them down." He told them taking another long draw from his smoke. "I would have tailed you no matter what, being Hunter is only about three steps from being a serial killer." He moved from the wall spinning his staff from one hand. 

He turned looking at the other man. "Nice gun, though bad idea to shoot towards the staff it can protect it's carrier from mortal weapon pretty well. Besides killing a Solomon is kind of death sentence, it's letting shooting a member of a mafia family." Replied the young man. "So if the lady doesn't mind and the little girl is safe I'd like to ask what you all know about demons? Because in truth I came here looking for one, Asmodeus demon king of lust." He paused after that. "His cult might be in town... More importantly it might be trying to bring him back." He finished, finally cluing them as to why a Solomon from London would be here with a rather powerful old magic item.