Molly pokes the cigarette into the corner of his mouth, just enjoying the taste of an unfamiliar tobacco as he fumbles in his pockets for a light of his own and comes up short. "It's fairly obvious, yeah. Don't suppose you can just pop off to a butcher and drain the livestock for them?"

The words sort of fall out absently. Aside from that first encounter with Jonathan, Molly has never met a vampire before, and yet he feels like he has knowledge of them, coming out of a dark corner of his mind where the information about Fjord's strange patron and Kylre's race emerged. He tries not to think of where that information really came from.