[ It takes no more that that voice - to know exactly what she's done is so far beyond the playful tug she meant it to be. ]

It is a threat, like a vampires fangs. Whether it is founded or not - when it is something you have learned to fear.

[ She is told often and insistently, how she needs to put aside those fears, here, like her skin doesn't crawl every time she has to look at them and suffer them to live. But so far - she cannot lie, they haven't turned their teeth to any one unwilling. ]

I will not make such a mistake again.

[ She can only know for herself, how she responds in such a situation - so she doens't move closer where she watches him crumble, like saw teeth of a blade against muscle, she watches him. A want to hold those wounds but even so - ]

( Will you come back to me? )