There was a time, long ago, when no human would have dared to speak in that tone to him, let alone /demand/ that he answer her questions. Long ago, she would have be cowering at his feet, begging his permission to do anything other than breathe.
In this day and age, however, he's lucky if he can get annoyed indifference at a coffee shop without revealing himself fully.
"His /name/ is Janus Tepes, and he is the son of Dracula. I am a...concerned party that would rather not see all of you throw your lives away needlessly in a battle that you cannot win at this point.
You may call me Aeron, if you require a name." he says.
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