[There's still the obvious hesitation in the teen's expression, but he decides that he probably has no better choice. What else would he do? Leave and try to find a criminal to feed from far enough away that this asshole doesn't run into him again?]
...fine.
[He'll follow him, then. Wherever Chipp takes him, he'll tag right along.]
no subject
...fine.
[He'll follow him, then. Wherever Chipp takes him, he'll tag right along.]