Pablo was thinking of going back down Traversera de Gracia towards Paseo San Juan and from there walking calmly towards his house. He smelled it, felt it, before seeing it, it was another vampire, it wasn't a neophyte like Karen and her people, this one was from a much older generation, although nothing compared to the vampires of the time in which Ashan had lived.
Pablo's physical control allowed him to keep his heart from racing, and there was still a chance that the guy would pass him by. In reality, beyond his keen instincts, there was nothing that told him that this guy would give him trouble.
There is something in the way a vampire can look that is recorded, if a vampire has marked you as a victim you will know quickly, especially if you are another vampire. Would a vampire attack him in the middle of the street? Luckily for Pablo there were people passing by, although that didn't take away the fact that he couldn't return home so easily, he couldn't let him follow his trail.
