She canted her head to the side as he voiced the concern she'd been mulling over earlier. "That's a good question..." one she really wasn't positive of the answer to. "Assuming everything works here the way it ought? You can hurt me, but you can't kill me. I'm not too worried about it... but, just in case, I've prepared. That - " She pointed at a rather ornate clay decanter sitting on the bar. "That, theoretically should help if you think you've done any real damage. I say theoretically because I haven't really tried it. If that doesn't work? call the main desk and find Crowley."
Kakia smiled, resting her hand on his wrist as she looked up. "I don't want you to worry about it... like I said, you can't really kill me. It's going to hurt, and I'm going to bleed and if something goes wrong, we fix it. Oh, and when I bleed? be careful. Ichor can sting."
Cause all of that wasn't too frightening to tell a guy, she figured.