"If they are, they're smarter than some and don't poke their heads up. You know, like Nessie and all those Bigfeets letting themselves be caught in blurry pictures," he teases with a grin. He thinks about the fact they might run into one at the diner and that secret definitely amuses him.

He nods at that, glad to know it.

"I never had much time with my sire. He wasn't exactly truly the nurturing type. More the controlling and screwing with me type and it took a lot of work to break the ties between us," he admits, not caring if that's things he should keep to himself. He doesn't get to talk about them often and yet figures she can handle it where others can't.

"Oddly I've never senses magic here before. No, that's not true. Not outside of the reservation where I go and help out sometimes when they need a doctor but that's a different kind of magic, I think."