Lyall smiles politely and then sends his gaze out over the crowd at the questions that follow. The visual search is not strictly necessary, since he can smell any vampires currently present (who aren't heavily covering their scent, anyway) but he carries it out for show. A very superfluous show, considering that he's likely to out himself shortly but some amount of mystery is attractive to him. If only for the suspense of things.
"The degree to which they make themselves known varies. Of course it ends up being rather futile to conceal much of anything. Secrets do tend to out, here." A faint scent is coming from another corner of the room, one of a vampire that he doesn't actually recognize. There were more earlier and he makes a note to at least go investigate this one at some point in the evening. At the moment, though, he turns his attention back to Aziraphale. "There is one. Forgive me if I don't point them out, I am not familiar with them and don't know how amenable they would be to it."
He is nothing if not polite. There is, too, the possibility of it getting back to this unknown vampire that he was the one who outed them to a stranger and that is a complication he does not need. His smile continues to be polite, shading to ever so slightly apologetic...though there is, perhaps just the slightest hint of amusement too. It's the mention of werewolves.
"I don't believe animate mummies exist where I come from either."
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Lyall smiles politely and then sends his gaze out over the crowd at the questions that follow. The visual search is not strictly necessary, since he can smell any vampires currently present (who aren't heavily covering their scent, anyway) but he carries it out for show. A very superfluous show, considering that he's likely to out himself shortly but some amount of mystery is attractive to him. If only for the suspense of things.
"The degree to which they make themselves known varies. Of course it ends up being rather futile to conceal much of anything. Secrets do tend to out, here." A faint scent is coming from another corner of the room, one of a vampire that he doesn't actually recognize. There were more earlier and he makes a note to at least go investigate this one at some point in the evening. At the moment, though, he turns his attention back to Aziraphale. "There is one. Forgive me if I don't point them out, I am not familiar with them and don't know how amenable they would be to it."
He is nothing if not polite. There is, too, the possibility of it getting back to this unknown vampire that he was the one who outed them to a stranger and that is a complication he does not need. His smile continues to be polite, shading to ever so slightly apologetic...though there is, perhaps just the slightest hint of amusement too. It's the mention of werewolves.
"I don't believe animate mummies exist where I come from either."
There's an implication there.