"If I could, I wouldn't be lurking in dark alleyways asking suspect questions, would I?" Devin remarked wryly, raising an eyebrow. "I don't do this for a laugh."

He nodded at her reply, making a note that there were other supernatural beings where this woman came from at the least, such that she wasn't startled by or put off by him. Lucky him.

"I see. You're familiar enough, in any case." The Brit glanced away for a moment, just observing their surroundings. "This is a problem that needs solving, and not because I'm selfish. Do you have any suggestions?"

Devin would either have to find someone who could give him blood, for pay or otherwise, or he'd have to find someone to kill him.