~ Briella Ann-Marie Chandler ~
Surprisingly, the taste of his blood wasn't bad, and it made her wonder if all blood tasted like this, or if it was different with each person. She didn't need much, just enough to dull the pain, and once that was accomplished, she pulled her lips away from his wrist. "Thank you." She said once again, moving to lean her head against his shoulder, hoping he wouldn't mind. "Don't be." She then said, hearing his apology from before but choosing not to say anything until she was finished drinking. "You didn't do anything wrong." She continued, her thoughts wandering to Rita, who was standing near by. Shes probably going to think i'm crazy, acting so calmly around someone who just tried drinking my blood. She thought, mentally chuckling as she tried imagining what she was currently thinking about. "Doesn't that hurt..?" She then asked, slowly moving her hand to his wrist, the one she'd been drinking off of, and lightly touching where he had bit it.