He looked Mikkish up and down. [i]The hell was he speaking about? Vampies, Dead Gods? Perhaps he'd escaped a quarantine. Perhaps he was a victim of that false angel.[/i] 

"No idea what you're talking about." He admitted. His eyes didn't leave Mikkish, caution taking over. If he was such a victim, he'd be dangerous, and he certainly seemed to have the powers to seek out whatever goals he had in mind.