Oz frowned down at the clothes Carl had lent him. "They're a little big, but thanks," he said.
Carl shrugged. "Best I could do. Not that you could wear your old clothes."
Oz glanced at Carl's healed arm. "Sure you're going to be all right?"
"Don't worry," Van Helsing assured him. "Carl's Immortality prevents him from being changed."
Oz relaxed. "Good to know. I wouldn't want you to go through what I do…did."
"It's best if you stick around until the next full moon in case the injection didn't work," said Carl. "Just in case."
Oz nodded. "Good idea."