A Penny Saved is a Penny Earned / Sack Lunch

James drank the last of his blood.

He doesn't want to take my blood. Or anyone's. It doesn't matter to me, cuz I got plenty of it. Plus I have accepted that he's a vampire. It's just how he is; no question of right or wrong.

Except for him, there is a question. He doesn't like it so he can't accept it. I guess he wouldn't be James otherwise. That's the hard part, because it means...

That's the worst. Carrie should be wrong. She's wrong right now. But if James is James, she'll be right someday, and we'll both be mad. Cuz they kissed! And that makes us a family. We go good together!!

Maybe he'll have to keep saving us, over and over, and then he won't have to think about himself. Investing in us is a good way to diversify his portfolio, see, cuz now he has more to himself than just the vampire bits. Yay! Good thing Carrie is here for him too.

If he just had enough blood in his thermos, maybe he wouldn't have to think about his vampire self...

There's no way to trick him into it though. I would try otherwise. He's too smart for that. Plus, also... We're going into battle. We're going to see a lot of dead people who won't need their blood anymore. Maybe - I mean - if it's not mine, he won't care, will he? I can just take some and put it in the thermos and then it'll be real easy for him. Like eating a sack lunch in the park. (Well, except Jericho Hill isn't really a park. I better make sure to remind everyone not to step in the booby traps the Genius laid.)

Yep. It's a good idea. Gives me something to think about besides not teleporting too. That alone is a worthwhile investment.

Keeheehee!