He'd not taken nearly enough to turn her, and wondered if doing so would change the taste any, he hoped not. It was always a possibility for down the line.
"I do" he answered honestly "Whatever you got flowing through your veins you could bottle and sell. But thats not to say I won't kill you if I decide I want to. Right now though...I think you got a pretty good idea of where we stand"
He sat back a little way from her, still smirking lazily.
"Now, correct me if i'm wrong Faith, isn't it your duty to try to kill me, or is that just a weekend gig"