He laughed. Both because the idea was hilarious and also because there was a twist of anxiety about the idea of actually finding that woman again. Haha! How fucked up would that be!
"Swear on my life, that's what I saw." He told Locke. "I dunno if she's around anymore, but," He glanced to Natasha, nodding, "Figure if she still is, maybe we can see if... I dunno, there's more of them out here?"
Swampires.