"You didn't...?" She trailed off -- quirking a brow at him and mopping up a line of droplets from his chest with her shirt-sleeve. "Did you?"

She assumed he didn't but if you told someone a tale about being a wonderful chief to people-eaters, they were going to wonder. Buffy had once drank from Dracula's arm but that had been due to hypnotism. And it wasn't something she would brag about. Ever.