Nyri didn't wake, laying against the bed. Her heart rate and breathing soon fell back to normal, thanks to the machines. A trickle of blood dripped down her neck. The nurse turned, noting the scalpel in the air. She darted forward, grabbing the medical blade then leaping to Zelus' bedside. "Sleep well," she purred, bending and attempting to bite his neck. It was best to keep prey asleep so that they could feed in peace. Growling, she stepped back and licked her lips, turning and stepping in her wierd high heels, crazily slender as she ducked through the medical bay's doors and into the backroom.