Tony. It wasn't a difficult name to commit to memory, as he was called the same moniker on occasion, and so he nodded, shifting his gaze instead to the hotel she'd indicated. It had high windows that could be covered if the need arose, but he wasn't too keen on sharing daytime living space with people he didn't trust. When vampires slept, they slept deeply.

"Any of the buildings not currently claimed are available? There's no one enforcing the eradication of squatters, then?" That was promising.