[Evil Tink]

"I may be angry Holden, but I'm not stupid. I'm not going to fight her this very instant. I have to get some fresh blood first." He sighed a bit as Holden left the room. He was sort of hoping Holden would help him, but he didn't really require it. He'd be able to get around.

His eyes fell upon the cooler. Bleh, cold blood. It would have to do to get his power up enough so he could teleport. The only problem was, it was a few feet away, out of his reach. Either way he forced himself to stand, shuffling over to the cooler and quickly downing a few bottles to gain a bit of strength. Even after three, he could still hardly stand. With a sigh, he hauled the cooler over to the bed, sitting down and laying back with a side. "You weren't hurt at all in the explosion..where you Holden?"