"I'm pulling enough samples that I can freeze them for two lifetimes," he says, because the antibodies don't seem to go away and freezing doesn't seem to be a problem. Sure, he wishes that the nightmares and the strange burning after every injection goes away, but it's a small price to pay, as far as he's concerned.

He gets to his feet, plucking on Jim's shirt. "C'mere, let's go see your ride."