"I've been busy." The crone smiled, but she didn't look at him. He could probably hear it in her voice. They'd spent so much time together, close time, so by now he could probably tell a good bit without the tie that would come from sharing blood, his blood.
"I've been setting a few things in motion, but I wouldn't want to bore you with the details." While she turned to him, she took a sip of the wine. She knew what she ate or drank could flavor her blood a little. Not with the actual flavor, but it did add something, did it not?
There was a slight smile still on her lips as she started toward him. He was a rather attractive fellow. Another sip and she was now standing at the foot of the bed with glass in hand.
"I know how you dislike being bored." She took yet another sip. The wine was dark, the color of blood in a glass. She had picked it for just that reason.