[Javert bends his lean self against an old, half-rotted barrel, and silently picks at his teeth with his claws while Juno has a go with this man. He can follow the lead in an interrogation just as well as he can head one; he has no qualms with playing up his frightening manner around a piece of garbage human like Wegener.

Wegener curls his legs to his chest and stares at Juno flatly. His top lip is quivering, his ragged gaze hooded.]

I see what it is. The vampire's just been trying to fatten me for you, isn't that right? Think you're gonna share me???

[He tries to put on a brave face with a twitchy, haggard smile.]

Piss off. I don't got anything for you but what you see.