Daniel holds that terrifying gaze for a long moment, his hands pressing the cold metal and glass of the blood locket into his skin so tight that it's actually pretty uncomfortable. His heart is hammering; Armand had always told him to break it if he saw another vampire, or any creature that might threaten to cause him harm, and he's half tempted to do it now because those eyes.. but would it even work? If this is some fucked up place outside of time or what the fuck ever, would Armand even sense it, or would Daniel just end up looking like some nutso with vampire blood spilling across his hand??

When the guy speaks, Daniel is caught off guard for a second before his anxiety slips loose and he can let out a breath of relief.

It's safe to say if you don't know what a vampire is, you're probably not one. Or, at least, not interesting in harming the familiar of one.

"Uh, a vampire. Sorry, I.. the eyes, they made me-" He blurts, then shakes his head as if to clear the cache and start again. "Your eyes reminded me of something. Sorry."