There's something like a smile that tugs at one side of Walker's lips at Sarah's discussion of Steve's taste in movies, and the other side joins it at Quinn's response.
"Alright, you I like, even if it's still a sin to serve beer warm." He points a finger at Quinn, before turning back to Sarah. He wheels his chair closer to her, bringing his voice down to a mere whisper. The house is protected, but he can't be too careful.
"There's a peace summit already set to happen. In secret, in San Fran. The X-Men are spearheading it. One of theirs and Jack Russell are bringing the were-whatever leaders to the table, and word is that Janus Tepes has got his old man to listen to reason and he's coming too. No idea who the rest of the guest list is. The weres were all human 'recently' by magic standards, they're just worried about demons and losing what's left of society, but--"
Something stalls in his throat before the next line. "The more sane sucker-heads have done the math. At the rate things are going...."
He tightens his jaw, then brings his head back up to look at the entire group. "At the rate things are going, the vampires will starve themselves out in twenty, forty years tops. There just... aren't enough humans to go around anymore." He pinches the bridge of his nose.
"I shouldn't even be telling you kids this... it's as tight a secret as still exists in this hell-blasted world, but... but.."
But he wants to believe there's still hope.
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