"Yeah, well, you deserved it," Ford shot back with a grin. The original question might have been an innocent mistake, but after that he could have pocketed the questions for later, instead of asking follow-ups to clarify. "I mean, 'people who like to spend their time at night'?" he repeated, shaking his head. "You couldn't have really thought I worked with vampires. I mean, look at me," he joked, with a vague wave over his torso. He was not particular formidable, which was one reason to avoid beings who wanted to kill him. His only defense against a vampire would be that he didn't look that appetizing, so they might not think it was worth the legal trouble of killing him. Which... might have been enough, but Ford didn't feel the need to test the theory anytime soon.

"They could eat me and still be hungry for dessert," he concluded, shaking his head again and still smiling.