Irene met her just a minute after the allotted time and Lexi was impressed at how, alright she looked. She wasn't back to her usual self but few people could tell that, outside of she supposed, those that knew her well enough to call bullshit. Not that she was going to or anything but she'd gotten here. She'd taken a step to being okay and that was good enough for Lexi. As for the reason, well that was a whole other kettle of fish. Which was a weird saying. She'd never kept fish in a kettle, who would even do that. More to the point? Why?
Not the time. Lexi returned the kiss with a grin and smiled at her friend. "You too, wish it was under less random circumstance but needs must and all that. You'll be okay, we'll fix that scar and...yeah. It'll be fine." It was a mean looking scar too. Lexi could see just why Irene wanted it fixed if not just for the memories and it would do some good in those terms. Just to get her past what he had done to her. And magically kept open. Ugh he was a jerk. A crazy Irish jerk and she was glad both Irene and Emma were away from him.
"Follow me." she said softly, wandering a ways into the tree covered area and letting her vampiric nature show more than she ever did as she bit into her wrist. The blood came quickly. It always did, but there wasn't long till it would heal, a minute, maybe two if it wasn't drunk from.
"Drop the vervain by that tree then come here. It's alright, its weird. Believe me I know its weird but it'll be fine." she said, holding out her arm to her friend. She figured it was best to get this part over with as quick as possible. Then they could talk properly without it on either of their minds.