[ Doctor of what. Oh, so close to the perfect question! Julia, kind and lovely so far, is easily forgiven. He won't even pout, even if he always not-so-secretly loves hearing Doctor Who in response. But he shakes her hand eagerly and warmly in response. ]

If you like!

[ — this must surely explain everything? ]

Julia. Excellent! [ Well done on your...name? Existence? One never knows with him. ] You know, I haven't actually seen a vampire and a werewolf engaged in an epic battle myself, but I've heard stories! Films, oh, been an age. I've met both on separate occasions, well, versions of, I should say. The universe is vast and full of variations on a theme. I'll be eager to know the ones here better.

[ There's a look in her eyes that seems all too familiar, the curiosity, the thrill of exploring the unknown. He would have followed anyone who happened to respond to him, but he's more than pleased it happens to be her, someone for whom the night is perhaps still young, as it were. ]

The settlement you mentioned, have you been there long?