Whatever odd vibes Thomas was picking up from Justine, he attributed it to the fact he'd been out of contact for several days. He looked and felt, and smelled, like ass and he knew it. But Justine didn't care. Just being close to her, he felt stronger.
He didn't talk much on the way back to the apartments, he was frankly too tired to keep up with conversation. He'd managed to keep his Hunger from raging out of control, but the simple fact was that he was hungry.
He thought they'd never get to the apartments, and then all of a sudden they were there. He all but collapsed the moment they were inside, and it took some effort to get himself to the couch.