Bill patted her on the head, "Fairy blood's frighteningly potent. But fairies are so small, generally, that you'd need a full grip of 'em to make a full meal. They also taste like clover." He nudged her. "Pick a movie, then, we'll watch it and keep each other company. Jack doesn't expect me back for a while. He's got Miniver there f'company." He didn't want to let on that he understood she was trying to be sly.