"Well, I know. That's what I figured. Three rolls of film just full up of vampires. I mean, scenery." He grins, though, only for a moment. The way he's talking, he figures he can actually stop making a joke for a moment, take life a little more seriously.

Learning was important anyways and he taps his finger on the opposite knee, interested in getting more out of him. "Seras huh? So you've got your regular bat on, then? I mean, more comfortable now?" The thought that he is kind of makes Hanna feel a little better about life in general. Conrad's death had been a major fuck up on his part, and he felt bad about it despite how often he made fun of the guy.

It was good that he was getting his bearings, if not for him, for Hanna's conscience.