Les considered her options silently for a moment. On the plus side, the young woman didn't seem to run into too many other supernatural creatures and those she would run into probably didn't care one iota about her. Which was why she leaned toward using an alias in the first place. "I told you that my name was Les and that's partially true. My birth name is Piper Allison. It's not every day that I get to meet fellow Piper's."

She tilted her head with a grin. "Maybe not but I can't judge based on looks alone. I probably don't look like I could take down a man my size or a vampire," she said. Les considered her recommendations for the young woman with a little hum. "I can give you some pointers, if you're interested, on places to target when it comes to the supernatural beings. But I definitely recommend learning self-defense in general. Even if you don't need it for the supernatural world, it doesn't hurt in general for a woman to defend herself from complete shitheads."

"Yeah, my cousin and I got it," along with a ton of other unfortunate things. "When we found out, we realized we couldn't exactly go to the trainer next door. They usually frown upon being beaten up by the people they're hired to train."

Les reached into her bag, tore off a piece of paper from a small notebook, and put down her phone number before handing it over. "Here's my number. If you need anything or need any tips, let me know." While she wasn't in the 'saving the world' thing anymore (for now), she still was willing to help out a fellow magic-user if need be.