David got up from the chair, and he looked around. There didn't appear to be any danger as far as his magical sense of it went. "Wasn't he the that tried to tie me up. I really don't know why you want to trust and help those guys. Yes, what they say seems noble and true, and maybe at one point in time they was. Now, it is just a bunch of racists with sob stories who just want to kill anything that is sentient that isn't human. They will turn on you as soon as one hunter doesn't want you around any more." He then walked up to Draco and put his hand on his shoulder, hoping to find out a little more about this person before he left, he didn't go far before taking his hand off his as his eyes went wide and he ran out of the building. He didn't see much, just Draco when was an assassin.