"I can deal with kids," Dylan tells him, shaking his head faintly. "I got four of 'em at home." Never mind the fact that, again, none of the Horsemen are teenagers. Still, though. The point still stands. "I just -- I don't know. I guess I was waiting for the other shoe to drop, here."

For this to be some kind of trap, if not for him than for the kids. Either way. But this all feels on the level and he can't smell the lie on Dorian, so maybe not. Maybe this is real, vampire headmistress or not.