Ned thinks he senses some tension in the way that Jesse answers his question about Kenzi, and he decides to drop it for the time being, curious as he might be. It's not his business: maybe vampires and werewolves don't get on very well, maybe it is something entirely unrelated, maybe he's imagining it.

"I met a vampire, as well. And by met I mean he took a bite out of my neck but apparently I've got healing powers." Ned rubs the place on his neck where Meyer had bitten him, which doesn't bear the slightest trace of the incident. "He helped get me out of the whole kidnapping thing. Helped get me into it, too, but that wasn't on purpose. And no, he wasn't big and scaly, that's why I said fairly certain. Maybe he was just possessed by a dragon? Anyway he looked like a normal guy, except that he kept breathing smoke from his nose and burning things with his hands and he was hoarding a big pile of gold watches and necklaces and things. And, um, me apparently."

Ned shrugs, "I just feel like anything is possible right now. You're a wolf-guy and I'm a flower-guy, so why not a dragon-guy."