[ Her mouth opens and closes a few times. She wasn't expecting their conversation to swerve in this direction, so she's at a slight loss. ]

Uh, yeah? Kinda? I mean, I haven't fed on that many people yet, but they all tasted different...

[ There's a metaphorical record scratch in her head. ]

Wait. Are you offerin' me blood?

[ There's the shortest of pauses, then: ] Where you stayin'?

But...that was three things...

[ Never mind. She has to squint at him incredulously. Is he for real? ]

Why're you the one givin' all these rules, though? Like, if I wanted to, I could so do whatever I wanted and you couldn't stop me.

[ Okay, creepy much? Her shoulders hunch. She doesn't want to keep scaring people! ]

N-Not that I would. Whatever you want's all fine by me. Uh, just...I never had wine before, so should I just say what your blood reminds me of, like...fancily?

[ Jessica waves hesitantly. His enthusiasm is amusing but strange. ] Um, hi!

[ Whatever. It's nice! She puts on a smile and moves to enter his room.

And she can't.

She looks confused for a moment then makes another attempt. Same deal. It's like an invisible barrier is there and god-fucking-dammit she thought she didn't have to deal with that shit here! It made sense, maybe, but all it does is add to the sense that she's far from normal. Stupid vampire rules!

After holding her forehead briefly, she gives a resigned sigh. ]

Can you...invite me in first? Please.

[ She makes a face at him. ] I dunno! I guess vampire law is real old-fashioned!

[ With a huff, she steps inside and unceremoniously thumps down into the nearest chair with her arms crossed. Vampire law was so fucking lame sometimes!

After she feels like she's pouted long enough, Jessica sighs and gives him an apologetic look. That was rude as hell of her. ]

Sorry. Thanks for lettin' me in. I'm new to all this and it's been a bad night and... [ She shakes her head. ] Don't worry 'bout makin' me comfortable. There anything I can do to make this easier on you?

[ A sad look comes across her face. It's a shame how much people being nice to her never seems to feel normal, but so many of them had been amazingly kind so far (with very few exceptions), so maybe she needed to let down her guard a tad. She was beginning to realize she wasn't only coming out of the bubble of her past human world, but also the one she'd created in her mind.

With a small giggle, she smiles, then she giggles even more when he assures her his arm is fresh and ready. ]

Well, aren't you a gentleman? Haha, thanks. I 'preciate it, even if you didn't have to. Promise I'll try and keep it clean.

[ Saying that quickly shifts her focus to his arm and the pulse of blood she can sense beneath his skin. Her fangs snap out as she places her hands under it to raise it towards her mouth. How fucking lucky was she? Two feedings in one night! God, Bill would blow his fucking lid.

But he wasn't here, and she was her own person for once. She could take care of herself! Like, she's maybe even learned how not to kill people when she's feeding, all on her own! She's got silver tucked in her pocket to remind her to stop, since it worked so well with Minato. What was there to worry about? ]

Ready?

[ She meant for that to give him time to brace himself, but her instincts take over and she bites down into his wrist in a flash. She'll...apologize for that later. ]

[ Jessica sputters against his skin and drops his arm like it just burned her, holding her hands up. Well, hey, she didn't even need the silver! Progress!

Her shoulders hunch up to her ears while she tries to keep the licking of her lips and fangs surreptitious. Okay, so maybe she jumped the gun a bit, based on the change in his voice. But maybe he'd let her get another taste? You know, just to get a full flavor profile! ]

Sorry! Sometimes my body just takes over! I can't help it!

[ Her eyes flick to his still bleeding wrist. God, his blood smells good. It's permeating the air, making it hard for her to concentrate. If he'd let her go for his neck, it'd be sooo much better. She's quickly learning feeding from wrists is way harder. Darn his rules! ]

A-And I mean, you were holdin' it out, so I thought you were ready anyway!

[ There's a slight pause. ]

I could maybe try to be a lil gentler this time.

[ Jessica laughs in disbelief, then gives him a fangy grin. Shit, who needed closet blood when so many humans were incredibly willing to give? ]

Promise I'm not scary, Mister Spencer. [ She says, with a blood-covered mouth. ] Just gettin' the hang of things!

[ And with that small bit of comfort, she takes his arm back and sinks her fangs back into the holes she'd created. You know, gently!

Now that she's not afraid he'll pull a stake out on her, she can focus on what he'd wanted: his "flavor." He definitely tasted different than Minato did, but she wasn't sure how she was going to explain it. With a thoughtful noise, she raises his arm more so she can get a good sip.

That'd have to be it, though. Since she'd just gotten some more experience with feeding properly, she can see through the haze of wanting to overfeed. Mostly. It's probably a little easier this time around since she's getting full too, which is good! So all it takes to stop is a light poke at the silver in her pocket and she winces and pulls away.

It takes her a while to speak. She's back in bloody heaven for the second time tonight. ]

You want some juice and cookies? Or I can give you some of my blood to heal you up faster. Then I can tell you what you want.

[ He didn't have the benefit of weird ass Personas like Minato did, she was sure. ]

[ She shrugs with a smile, retracting her fangs and wiping her mouth as best she can. ] No big deal. Figured I'd throw it out there, anyway. I don't like hurtin' people more than I need to.

[ Jessica stands and gathers up everything he wants out of his closet (plus some medical supplies), though it takes her a few times to get his requested juice because the closet definitely decided to get sassy. As she sits, she realizes, oh yeah. She was supposed to be coming to blood-tasting conclusions.

Shit. ]

Sooo, yeah. Uhh. Your blood. It's real unique! Dunno how to even describe it!

[ There's a long pause, because she very much does not. To cover up the obvious silence, she decides to play nurse and clean the fang wounds so he can focus on eating. ]

It's... [ Think, think, think! ] Kinda fruity?

Umm. Lemme think some more.

[ Maybe it was the power of suggestion, but once he says that, she does feel like she sensed something fruity about him. He was definitely sweet! She was feeling so far removed from the taste of human food, however, that it was hard to narrow down which one. Or ones. Did he taste like a fruit medley? Shit.

Jessica blinks at his question then laughs. He sure said some funny things. ]

I'm not near smart enough to be a doctor, so no. Just had to work a lot of blood drives for my church.

[ She uses the time to finish doing said patching up to gather up her final thoughts on his blood. Maybe she should just say whatever he wanted to hear? Judging by his room and his suggestion, he sure had a thing with pineapples. ]

'Kay, so your blood was, like, uhh. Well. It was good. I liked it a lot! [ Granted, she likes any human's blood, so... ] It was for sure fruity. Not sure if it was pineapple, but it was really...sweet. But it might've been like two fruits? Or maybe like a pie. Or a cobbler?

[ Jesus, could she ramble any more? She needs to narrow this down. ]

You're definitely in the dessert category...

[ Her mouth briefly opens in surprise before she laughs and nods. ] Uh, sure thing! Just don't 'spect me to do any of the cookin'. Pretty sure God skipped me when it came to that department.

[ And, well. Human food really stunk like high heaven to her now, so that'd be another struggle. He was cool, though, and the idea of fucking up the kitchen sounded like fun. How could she turn something like that down?

His next question shocks her far more than the proposition of putting the kitchen out of commission for a few hours, however. Tonight was a real fucking whirlwind. ]

It's cool. I'm so not offended. Though if that was s'posed to be you as a vampire? Keep tryin'.

[ Jessica breathes out. If she had to be honest, most of that night was such a blur, it was hard to remember all the details. Not surprising when she was basically murdered. At least it was all worth it in the end, even if the choice had been out of her hands. ]

I got kidnapped by some real asshole vampires. Lucky me, right? First time sneakin' out to go to a party and that's what I get. They threw me out the trunk of their car at some fucked up vampire meetin' and...then I met my Maker. Ha.

[ She presses her lips together. If there's anything she remembers clearly, it was the pain emanating from him so clearly. Even through her extreme fear and confusion, she sensed it. God, and she'd been such a fucking brat the night she was reborn. He deserves an apology. ]

He bit me and it hurt like hell, then he started drinkin' my blood. Starts gettin' kinda fuzzy after that, since I guess I was dyin' for real. I remember drinkin' his blood at one point? Then there was nothin'. Crawled my way up out the ground the next night and... [ She gestures at herself and smiles a little. ] Here I am.

[ She shrugs like she didn't just relay some traumatizing shit. ] It is what it is, I guess.

But, like, I know you're thinkin' I prolly should've been a good girl and stayed in that night. My parents, though? You'd run from 'em, too.

[ She shakes her head. That's another can of worms that needs to stay closed for the time being. ]

I'm not totally sure on the buried part. Never really made a vampire myself, so... [ That's a weird thought. She will not think that thought. That line of thinking leads back to the possible dead body she's got waiting for her back home. ] Whoa, wait. How'd you know I'm from Louisiana?

[ It's like he's a psychic or something! ]