[ She sighs, clearly finding him full of shit (still against his neck though, since he said not to stop). But he's tired and he did all that work for her, so. ] Fine, if you don't want to talk then you can listen to me talk.

I couldn't really say more at the time because I was trying not to be a distraction, but right before the -- all the trauma started, when you had your teeth on my neck... that's not something I really allow. Not only because of my blood, even my Chevaliers weren't permitted. It would mean allowing someone else equal standing to mine, something like that.

...I wanted you to bite. I wouldn't mind if you did, sometime. It can be done safely enough. [ Tasting her blood isn't a problem, she knows that for a fact, it's drinking it. ]

[ Her tone isn't teasing, not even slightly. This isn't something she'd joke about. ]