"You never turn with just a bite. It's a whole...co-sucking thing. Very gross."

Buffy allowed her hair to fall back into place. She was rarely ashamed of her bites, these days. Sometimes, they were cautionary tales she needed to tell. Sometimes, the proved the depth of her experience. Sometimes, she was simply in a decent mood.

Her attention flickered to his wrist, since attention had been brought to it. "I don't like them. On me, I mean. Other people can get as marked up as they want. That's their prerogative."