Bryn knew he was right. While instincts told her to finish what was on her plate, she pushed away from her. Giving herself little bit of a shake. "I won't ever have to wonder what their blood will taste like, or have it linger on my tongue. I won't have to hide things from my daughters anymore." She was unable to tame the smile on her lips. She had never had to hide anything from Zu.
She pushed herself up to stand. Because he was right. She could feel her head swimming, even after the food. "I will owe this good night's sleep to you John Constantine. And every one there after. You were the best friend a vampire could have. And you are the best friend a viking can ever have." She wobbled a little. Fuck. "Er, I had better go. As it is, as always, you are right. And I have to wonder if I will make it all the way home."