Piper considered him for a long moment before finishing off her glass of champagne and setting it down. "Hence the term 'was supposed to be'," she said with a snort. "It's only been a year and much to my ancestor's consternation, I've become increasingly grey. I'm not their precious 'chosen one' nor am I ready to root for the same bastards who killed my family. So. I'm on Team Me right now." After she said it, she rolled her eyes to herself. "Which sounds really childish, I realize."

"I've been in Seattle for the last six months, keeping primarily to myself...," she started to say and brought a hand up to rub at her temples. "You're probably right. It's been my theory they're anticipating an easy kill now that Jordan's gone. I appreciate the warning, thank you."

She'd known it was dangerous, she didn't want to pull others necessarily into her life drama. Piper was just going to make a fashionable excuse to go so she didn't bring more trouble on his head when he offered that.

"Would you? I would appreciate that... how long are you all staying in town? Where are you set to go next?" She hadn't really looked at his tour schedule to see where he went after Seattle, only that he was here now and she had the night free. The fact that he was offering this was a surprise.