She raised an eyebrow at his phyco-analysis of Alan, and when he leaned over her, she closed her eyes, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on his scars. "I promise to not let it hurt you..." she said against his skin and she bit in gently, punching the skin in a way that was more pleasurable then painful, and moved to practically sit on his lap, it was easier since she was short... She was very cold when she touched him, but as she fed slowly, she started to warm up a bit... She fed slowly, taking i the delicious drink savuring each swallow before going to the next... she could feel the nutrients of it whip through her systems, starting up everything again, healing and everything.. her tracea fixed itsself with a quick snap and the deeper of her wounds started to finish the healing they had begun...