John steps in close, fascinated by the way Armand has gone still for him.

"You know," he says quietly, almost contemplative, as he lifts a finger to touch just the tip of Armand's chin, dark eyes boring into him. "My husband is human. My daughter is — basically human. Most of my lovers are human. I don't really give a shit about that girl back there, but I think you'd better be pretty careful about who you put your teeth in."

Or else what? The solution to just kill the vampire now, save all the other lives he might take, is right there. But he didn't do that for Danny, and he won't for Armand. He's flexed his power enough for one night, anyway, so he just leaves it at that.