Rora felt his reaction, it wasn't good. She stopped, pulled her fangs out. He didn't like it. Not at all. She should have known he wouldn't. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, are you ok?" she asked, her voice full of worry. His hands were fisted in her hair, it didn't exactly feel good but she didn't complain. He didn't look good. As if he was fighting himself, he could of hurt her, she could see that much by the look on his face. He was fighting causing her pain by her actions.