[ Daniel's eyebrows raise at the mention of technique and tries not to let his mind marvel at the idea of a world where there are techniques designed to bring people back from the dead. He does it anyway; are they changed, like Frankenstein's monster, do they remember themselves? Do they have to drink blood, eat brains??? ]

I don't remember shit, just.. closing my eyes for a bit. Being hungry. [ He shrugs, non-comittal. ] But... I don't think Armand would let me die.

[ A pause, then he elaborates. ] That's his name. The vampire. [ It's so easy to forget that Armand isn't constantly taking up space in everyone's heads like he is Daniel's. ]

I just don't get why, that's the whole thing I'm struggling with. You're a big assassin guy or whatever. You're a useful guy to have around in a pinch, I bet, even if it costs a price. [ He tap-tap-taps the paper with his pen again, summarising the information. ] What am I here for? All I'm good at is... writing stuff down. Interviews.