"Great." He said sourly as the other replied to his remarks, but he left it at that and simply followed him to the empty lot and the car. "You steal this or something?" He asked, clearly not letting up on the insults, but maybe that was to be expected. Still, he did slip into the passenger seat and lean against the cool of the window, his head was pounding. Maybe getting in some stranger's car was a bad idea, but if he really was some monster now then what was the worst the guy could do to him? Put a stake through his heart?<br/><br/>He dismissed the idea and simply closed his eyes, he was exhausted even if he was still uneasy around the other, and by now the adrenaline was thoroughly drained from his body. He was practically asleep in moments, his mind foggy, and while he woke each time the car hit a pothole he was soon unaware of the world around him once more. How had he even gotten himself into this mess anyway? He really couldn't even begin to understand it all right now.