She waggled her eyebrows at him. “Okay, okay. What’s the plan for tomorrow?” Keeping one eye on him, she ate some more.
He smirked then took another bite of his food. “Well, odds are we’ll have to get him while he’s hunting, which’ll unfortunately be at night when he and coincidentally, myself, will be strongest. If he’s hunting, he’ll be focused on the hunt and not on being hunted, y’know? So, I’m thinking we spend the day tracking where he’s been in the surrounding area?”
Summer shrugged. “I might be able to get a line on his mind and track him that way. I’m not sure it’s a good idea to hit him at night, though. Wouldn’t it be easier just to find his home?”
“We could, it won’t be the usual sort of home since he’s not planning on staying here permanently, but there will be something of a nest of sorts. That’s a good idea, and that way we won’t have to go during the night when he’d be strongest.”
She looked down, tapping the chopsticks on the edge of the box. “Victor … do vampires burn? Is that a true part of the mythology?”