"Kinda makes you wonder what we're doing here," Henry said, flashing Aidan a wry smile. Henry didn't exactly have remorse about the way he'd lived, except where it concerned the rift he'd torn between himself and Aidan. Being a killer was part of being a vampire, really, in Henry's opinion. He knew Aidan no longer saw it that way, something he was still trying to wrap his mind around.

"And the women, man, shit," he said, shaking his head as he sucked in a slow breath, making an 'o' with his lips. "Is there such a thing as an unattractive woman on this island? Because I sure haven't seen any."