Lila's smile widened. "I didn't know you were looking for optimism from me. I'll try harder next time. And who knows, maybe her corpse is out there somewhere, just waiting to be discovered." She paused, arching a brow. "How's that for optimism?" She had no real desire to catch and gut a fish. The smell was nauseating to her. "You can always try it... though I'm sure there are other ways to get blood." Lila shrugged and then lifted her hand to brush her hair back as she studied the 7-Eleven they were headed for.
"Sponsored... maybe. What was that movie, where that were showing some guy's life on television and he never knew? The one with Jim Carrey. Maybe that's us now."