The Vârcolac unshadowed himself, frowning at the vampire. Now that would be a bit of a problem and something he hadn't considered until now. Peeling off his sunglasses, he allowed Faraday a rare view of his eyes.
"What the f**k? Have you crossed over, you crazy bastard? You need to feed right now!"
He hadn't thought it was possible for Faraday's pallor to become any more pasty but his face was now an unappealing shade of grey. It was also intriguing to note that he presumed Agony was a vampire and therefore his automatic reaction was for him to feed. He filed that away for another time to muse over and put his glasses back on. "I haven't crossed over, that is my natural eye colour."
"You're natural colour is silver and red? There is nothing natural about that. Just who or what the hell
