Shiny things? A magpie? Ned can't think of any kind of supernatural or science-fiction or mythological creature that loves shiny things, off the top of his head.

Ned doesn't contradict Meyer's assertion that vampires aren't very nice. He's not going to try to placate him with platitudes. Attacking people isn't nice, but he understands that Meyer's control over himself has been compromised. He might take a harsher view, if he'd been more injured, if he hadn't healed, but as it is...

"Doesn't sound like whatever he's turned into is very nice, either."

And then Ned, in a fit of hospitality, offers, "If you don't mind camping out, you're welcome to stay here for the night. I was intending to. Had a... bit of a run-in with a housemate myself."