"The Archon's own daughter would not be such a poor patron to not realise that. His son, on the other hand..." The vampire waves a hand and nods.

"People whisper all kinds of things. A lot of it is foolishness, but there are some things worth listening to." Here he pauses to look Harrowheart up and down. "Someone said that you darkness clings to you. Another that they have caught glimpses of a terrifying rage within you..."

He says all of that as if it's unimportant, if curious. Somehow he doubts Harrowheart will say much about what other people think of him.

"I still do not understand," he admits, sounding genuinely perplexed. "You hunger to kill, and you're stronger, better than the living... Why befriend them?"