"I'd be grateful," Faith spoke genuinely, no hint of mirth or sarcasm in her eyes. "Extremely grateful."
She drew her arm back, feeling embarrassed if she'd offended her friend.
"Sorry. Didn't know how it worked for you. I've been bitten by vamps from other world before. Well, one vamp and that's probably another sex scene you wouldn't want to see."
That was the first time she'd ever heard of something like that, sharing memories. Her past was a closely guarded secret at the best of times.
She half shrugged. "Been bit before." She brushed her hair back to show the twisted array of scars on her neck. "Angelus," her fingers brushed over the oldest one. "Deacen Frost. And I never got the names of the others."
She let the hair fall back. "I guess you don't have anything like Orpheus in your world then, if a bite can be enough to change a person?"