Gareth was trying. Logically he knew Zaid had nothing to do with the reason he became a hunter, and he knew their reasoning for not telling him they were a vampire was sound, there was nothing to blame Zaid for. And yet, every now and then, when he felt himself relax heâd look at Zaid and see the face of his brother, or his best friend. He was trying though, because Zaid made him happy. He smiled at his- yeah, what were they? âI donât know, Zaid. I know youâve made everything a lot easier for me, coming here and settling down, taking care of Blackjack, hell even taking care of myself, itâs been a lot easier with you around, not to mention a lot more fun.âÂ