He shrugged again, Deacon was fully aware purebloods tended to get annoyed at him, particualrly at his blatent ignoring of their rules and conventions and formality. And this...thing...was some kind of Vampire
"Ask her?" he said simply "Ask the Slayer if I did anything she didn't want me to do. Unlike Creed who has beaten her. Hit her. I bit her, twice, and truth be told, she enjoyed it"
He should have left it there, he knew he should have. But somewhere, ingrained in him was the need, the absolute fucking need to piss people off.
"And honestly, if you're gonna go for the fangs, ripping by hand is over...There's these little...tooth puller things, Fucking amazing. You get nicer keepsakes that way. Its just...that bit classier I think and its all about the showmanship at the end of the day right?"