In the grand scheme of things, John was almost a baby when it came to Demons. Well, not really, but he was pretty young, at least for true Demons, But neither of them knew how long John would actually live. He wondered if his mother would have an idea.

"I have a feeling that your mother would not be happy to meet me." He said, in a flat tone. "If you want to visit her, I.. will wait for you. " He figured that she would feel the same way about him, and vampires in general that most people, human or not, felt about his kind.