The car comparisons were, quite obviously, entirely lost on Connor. He stared blankly for a moment before shaking his head, causing long hair to fall across his forehead and partially obscure his eyes.

"Which means he's faster than me, too." Even if the guy had Angel's respect, he wasn't sure how comfortable he felt knowing there were vampires who were so fast they could outrun even him.

"But his ideals... you mean he's a good guy. A Champion."