@dcllfang β cont. from here
A diner past 10pm houses mostly truckers in need of a break from their long rides. Vampires weren't what Cain, the odd demon in the mix himself, expected to find here. The tobacco smoke wafting across that table hardly deters him from savoring his ordered steak plate, his comment dropping somewhere between her recognizing him and another bite. As a former knight of hell, reputation precedes him among supernaturals, at least. The vampire across from him earns a pointed look, brows curved upward.
"Have you seen me?" Right hand holding the steak knife casually points toward himself. "I am the party." Sarcasm delivered, Cain yet doesn't smile and returns his attention to the meal. "Your kind usually shows up in groups. So I have to admit, it's rather brave to seek my company on your own."
