“I uh… Gangrel…” I look a bit confused at all this new information. “She was pretty. Dark hair and, of course, pale skin. She’d killed someone right before I saw her. Beheaded him.”
I give an uneasy follow-up. “Should I be worried.”
Marcus cursed.
"Yes." He answered shortly, before snapping at Hector. "What exactly have you taught her, that she doesn't even know what Grangrel is?!" He barked, annoyed. "I guess I will be taking over her education, or rather lack of it."
"Marcus!" Hector got up, his face twisting with anger-
"No!" Marcus barked back, exploding in anger. "Do you have any idea who your Childe met today!? A grim reaper from LA! A Malkvian who, twenty years ago, was just a few nights old, has reshaped the landscape of LA! She faced and defeated dozens of Sabath, cultists, inquisitors, mad Vampires, Kui-jin and Tzimitze's Szlachta! She faced a fucking Gargoyle and Werewolves! She was a Prince's champion, sent to hunt down a sarcophagus of a Metusaleh! She attacked Camarilla's tower, killing the Prince's Sheriff and Prince himself! She then put a Taboo on her name - that's why no one can speak it or remember it! She did all that, being younger then a month! And that was 20 years ago, how powerful is she now, care to guess?!"
Marcus paused and inhaled sharply.
"No... there is no place for mistakes anymore, Hector. Understand this, the L.A.'s Malkavian and haven't been in the same place since their meeting in LA, two decades ago. They were working together at the time then. Why do you think they are together at the same place, again?"
Hecotor paled.
"You don't think-"
"They are both hunting for something Hecto. And their hunt, brought them here." Marcus inhaled. "And if the Malkav decides to reshape the stage of Warsaw while she is here..."
Hector swallowed, then he looked at Chloe.
"But that doesn't explain-" He started, but was quickly interrupted.
"Hector! When your Childe meets Malkavian again without a proper preparations, who do you think will pay the price if she fucks up?" Marcus asked, then sighted. "I know, that you are driven by your passions, but we both know you are not a teacher material. Let me prepare her... you will be introducing her to society."
Hector paused, then with a sigh, nodded his head.
"Marcus... don't..."
"I know. I will not." The man nodded, and the two reached an agreement.