"Sálást," Sookie repeated, she tried, but it had a definite southern twang. She knew it would amuse me, that wasn't why she did it, she wanted to remember the words and speak to him in his own language, even is she did butcher it.
Her fingertips brushed through his hair. "Did you feel what I felt?" She got out after losing herself in her thoughts, totally immersing herself in the old wives tale.
"See what I saw?" It was hard for concentrate when she was flying somewhere above Maine, at least she thought so. Eric was beautiful in the sunlight.
"I'm glad you don't sparkle," she sighed, obviously high, "aren't movie vampires silly?"