Lee laughed, and the idea of tasting people was equally exciting and unsettling. "It's not bad to taste some people," he said with a wink, not sure Susan would understand. "I think my fever is actually going down," he went on, feeling his own forehead with his fingers. "I was just thinking about something that made me feel warm, that's all."

To be honest, he wasn't feeling well, but he was feeling less sick and more delirious now. Maybe it was the beer, or a combination of that and the chocolates, but his head was definitely spinning a little.

"No, I prefer vomit too," he said, meeting Susan's eyes. "But either way, I wouldn't make you clean up after me," he assured. "It's nice enough of you to stay here with me and keep me company."