"Then maybe you shouldn't be doing things that require you to lie to me in the first place. Doesn't that make the melt logical sense?" Bruce replied, calmly, though his eyes did narrow at her some, "I know he bit you. I saw his fangs. The way you were leaning on him. I want you to have friends, but not friends that you let bite you. I want you to be social, but not with people that you get sexual thrills from," Bruce said to her. Logan, Damon...he didn't know who else. He didn't want to know.
He then looked at her sadly, "Don't lie to me anymore, Effie. Is that all he did to you?" He had seen her with Damon after the vampire had given her blood a few times. She got clingy and needy in a physical sense. It was who she was.
And again Bruce blinked, "What? A wish?" That didn't seem possible. But it did make sense how the skin and bone appeared almost over-night around the holiday. "Well, is there any way to reverse it?"