Oh, Lucky... this line:
There was always that moment, the one that stretched into eternity, when he had the sickening thought that this time the miracle wasn’t going to happen, that this time the tiny spark of life would refuse to fan into an immortal flame.
...is so prophetic of what happens to Sara! And you see it again in Josef's face when he returns Mick. It really is a miracle, just like a spark catching in tinder and making a flame. At that first moment, you never know which way it's gonna go. After Sara, Josef will never take it for granted again...although I'd be surprised if he ever did, actually.
I adore Sally. What a pragmatist she is, and yet she has dreams too. She's a delicious character--and I'm not talking about her yummy blood. (
Down, Slade!!)
And Josef, with that wonderful line: "Feast on our enemies." Genghis Khan might have said the same. It's the perfect line with which to go to war, in a fight to the finish. And for a vampire? It truly is what happens when they fight.
I love that Josef is Slade's sire, and I love Josef's acknowledgment of the change in his relationship with Sally--and his respect for her boundaries. He's ever the gentleman, isn't he??

Well... unless he needs to be something else...
