[ don't mind if he comes over to help her clean up a little--and maybe getting a little closer on purpose so he can look at the sharp new fangs that have settled in her mouth, a thoughtful hum escaping him. ]

I mean, they aren't something that'd change my mind so drastically. I have them too, after all. If nothing else, I had worried that maybe I'd accidentally infected you. [ he's going to pull back his lips to bare his own--they're shorter when he's not hungry--they tend to grow the longer he goes without feeding properly. Weird. ]

They don't sit uncomfortably, or anything? I know mine took some getting used to. I'd bite--

[ he reaches a hand up to touch the inside of his lip, gesturing. ] Here, constantly, when eating. So I'll warn you about that.

[ ...and a chuckle. ]

After everything we've been through. This was definitely oddly timed. But it's okay.