"It's not feeding...I am healing. He'll get over it, as for my name..." she glared towards Tom, sending chills down his spine, "Well, I guess you'll find out. I'll come with you...but don't you dare pull that crap with me again, you do, I'm as well as gone."
Taking her hand to her face she traced it over the cut, a slight trace of blood on her finger. Removing a dagger from her belt she held it up, "Next time you cut me though...you'll get one back. Twice as deep."
