He laughed. "Online. It's...you can buy something from someone far away and they send it to you. I can show you later...it's kind of hard to explain." He still had moments of frustration having to help some of the vamps who couldn't be bothered to learn how to use technology. "But there's local people who make soaps and lotions and...stuff like that. I think."

The shift in her eyes made his breath catch. While hers were stunning, most lycanthropes kept their eyes human-looking unless they were really close to losing control. He made sure to keep his movements calm and even, pulling out a package of snacks and tearing the plastic off. Not the best quality, but still the scent of the meat and cheese wafted enticingly. He made a show of setting it on the arm of the chair and reached back into the fridge for a bottle of Gatorade. The unnaturally bright color of the liquid was hard not to notice. "Here," he said, cracking the seal on the cap, "it's probably going to taste strange to you, but you could probably use the electrolytes."