Lydia wasn't going to point out just how very sick vampires actually could get, or that throwing up blood was horrendously disgusting and she never ever wanted to do that again. Twice in the same number of days was enough.

"I think we should wait until his stomach settles," she said, making a bit of a face at the memory. "I mean, the blood might help him heal, but if it was what he needed, he'd be craving it." At least that was how she'd figured their bodies worked from what things had seemed since she was turned.