[She hears his please don't but all she does is tangle her fingers in his hair so she can adjust his head and drink more deeply. All the time though, she pays close attention to where he is. How much blood his heart still beats. Even though she would enjoy draining him dry, she really doesn't feel the need for the Defense Force to come after her. Or those hunters. She lets go and sits back up, licking her lips. He was weak. So weak... but still awake. For now. Martha grinned at him.]