He placed everything back into his backpack. Later, he'd take it all home and run it through sterilization.
For the time being, he wasn't planning on leaving just yet. Not with Damon in the state he was in. "What do I get for it?" he asked, but he was already lying down on his side next to Damon. He looked better now, much more like Damon and less like Prince of the Underworld. Alex ran the pad of his thumb along Damon's bottom lip.
"There you are," Alex said, just above a whisper, as if recognizing his friend again in the clarity of the blues that looked back at him.