"Yes, fear me." She grinned maniacally, lasting a whole two seconds before she started to laugh. She nodded and took another sip of her drink before assuring him, "I can be more menacing when I've had less alcohol."
Now there was a question. She tilted her head and thought about it. "I don't know. I wonder if I could phase it back out again if I hated it?" The ink wouldn't technically be a part of her body, but it would probably be too close for her to actually isolate it. Maybe.
"Meat is always good," she nodded. "He really likes coffee beans, too, if you can get any. That's one of his big weaknesses, just plain unroasted coffee beans."