[Her grip tightens on Conrad's arm before she let's go, wiping her chin with the back of her hand in case any...bloodstains were left behind.]
Good! I wasn't sure, but I had heard it was a Japanese custom to... lick wounds clean. Would you like to do the same? [She holds up her hand, the one that she had used to hold Conrad's while she fed. There's a slight gash above her wrist where she had cut it on the jagged edge of a lizard's skull. For once, Diva was glad to be here. Her body just didn't heal as fast as it used to... Although the wound wouldn't last much longer. Not with all that blood she had just sampled.]