[He frowns. Now that he really, really thinks about it... It might have been a good idea to let more people in on what'd been going on in Georgia, if for no other reason than for someone to know how to handle him when shit hits the fan. You know, like it had this time.

There really is no point dwelling on it now, though- it's done, and all he can do is make sure it doesn't happen again.

He narrows his eyes at "vampires"- does he look like Lestat to you, Jo?- but "zombie" gets no reaction whatsoever. He's never heard of those. Is it a cave thing...?]

We call 'em 'walkers' back home. Dead people comin' back and walkin' around, spreadin' whatever shit they got... [He looks offscreen for a second.] That's why I gotta know if I bit anybody.