Her eyes scanned the glass as her cravings became more intense. Her thirst quenched, making her almost feel the pain of the hunger she carried. She didn't want to take the glass, or even think about having it in her hand. Her body shook a little as she tried to fight away the urge to snap her hand around the glass. She looked away for a brief moment, her hand slowly reaching for the liquid. She bit her lip, slightly regretting her decision to take it. She hated how weak she was toward blood, and she knew JÃ©an hated it too.<br/><br/>Her hand cupped the glass, and her arm bringing her the blood toward her. She closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath. Her lips touched the rim of the glass, the aroma filling her lungs. She tipped the glass and the contents fell into her mouth. She savored the taste, and she felt her teeth sharpen into monstrous fangs. The drink was gone in a short minute. Syna clutched the glass in her right hand, her eyes opening finally. Her eyes glistened a sinister red. She placed the glass down on the counter beside her, her tongue flittering out to lick the blood off the edges of her lips. She looked at JÃ©an briefly before looking at the ground. Her eyes returned to its normal grey.<br/>"Thanks..." She muttered a little. She looked back at him, with a forced smile, "I'm glad I have someone like you to take care of me."