Of course I'll be fucking prepared. It's hardly like the two of you are going to let me do anything more strenuous than looking at books for the next couple days anyway.

[ The necromancer brings the worst out in him. The most desperation to win, the least need to survive it. Apparently makes him as combative toward the vampire as he was when he first came here, too. Though that may in part be the splitting headache. ]

Unless the lecture's done, would you mind turning on the lights? It's fucking weird having the darkness be disapproving at me.