Derek watched the Vampire with his syringe again as he swayed his tail. He moved a paw towards the alcohol and topped the top of it with one claw.
He moved his head to grab the bottle in his mouth, taking a small swig before placing it down again.
The way he moved in his dragon-form was nothing different than his human form, he had time to perfect living as a beast for some of his life.

He let out a small grumble at the idea of going to the underground fighting before he nodded. "Right... Right." He started before he moved forward to grab a bit of chicken, crunching it easily before he went in for another one. "What are they fighting?" He asked with a flex of his wings, "And I'm hoping that they have no way of knowing others in the audience are beasts or not."