Franklin Sullivan
She questioned the idea of a date, he noted silently. Perhaps it was for the better. He closed his eyes and smiled softly, soaking in all he could. "Once a month ain't soon enough. But I can see why you have to scatter your visits like that." There were a few locations he enjoyed visiting himself. But he was easily recognized, and before long, he'd be chased out. He couldn't imagine the same happening to his girls. He paused a moment, opening his eyes again. His girls? He bit the inside of his lip thoughtfully before shaking his head. No that wasn't right. he chuckled when he heard her mention the humans trying to keep them away. "Well, they ain't doing a good job at it. But that's humans for ya."
Androit 'Andy'
As the one he'd identified as Theo approached, he tensed, watching her expectantly. When she faced and signed to him, he blinked, analyzing her hands. This form of communication... Although he had never been exposed to it before, he realized he understood perfectly and he sat back, watching her grab potions and give them to Dominic. Adding...He watched as the wound sealed itself before their eyes and relief pooled over him. 'Thank you,' he signed. He observed the exchange between the siblings, adding this interaction to both their files.
But when he heard the one that had injured his creator begin to scream at him, his attention snapped around to face her and he stood, locking his gaze with hers until the male individual took her into his arms and spoke to her. A low whirring sounded from the back of his head and the lights in his eyes flickered.
"Hybrid: the result of crossing an angel and a vampire. Based off of body structure and growth, I estimate approximately sixteen years of age. Her readings are identical to another supernatural." He looked at Tyler, scanning him as well. "Hybrid: The result of crossing an angel and a vampire. Based off of body structure and growth, I estimate approximately sixteen years of age. Sibling to The previous individual I scanned." Now that he'd created files for them, he began to add additional information to them in which he kept silent. He flagged Jess' folder as a precaution to watch her closely.
Looking back at Mr. Blake, he lowered his slightly. He looked very tired and confused. He was to protect someone 'bad'. Did this make him 'bad' too then? He wanted to ask these questions, but he was unsure about voicing them here.