Phoebe realized that she was being a lot more open than usual. They had to be careful of their magic, not to be exposed. Yet, she was brought here by some sort of magical means, or supernatural it seemed. So had he, or so he said. Plus, you know, vampire. Which she only had his word at but Phoebe had a hard time distrusting out the gate. She wanted to see the good in people, wanted to be in a world where people could be trusted, so she often lived that way. Oh there were times she closed off her heart, was so hurt that she refused to see, well anything. Luckily, not so much right now. She'd need an open mind and open heart.
"Yeah, sort of hazards of the job I guess." She half laughed. Looking back at her life since becoming a witch was, well it read like a comic book! "Tattoo version? Might be an idea. After, you might have to catch me up on the plan."