Elizabeth sighed softly. "I was just trying to make sure you were okay. Sorry for being worried over you getting hurt. I may seem strange for saying that though." She said and smirked. She took another drink of her Vodka. Her bottle was about empty now as well.<br/><br/>Her face lit up with happiness when he told her that there was a room upstairs that she could use. "Thanks." She said and finished off her Vodka. "All empty." She said and shook the bottle in front of his face. She tilted her head to the side a little when she noticed him looking at the bite marks. She then realized just how much her neck was sore. "Yeah I would say so, but it is fine." She whispered softly. "Oh if you ever need...to drink again, once I regain my strength and blood, I will gladly let you feed off me if needed." She told him. She thought about what she just said and knew that it would shock him since most of his victims would run off in horror. Yet here she was, trying  to get him to feed from her whenever he needed it.<br/><br/>Elizabeth took his hand and wince slightly when she stepped on her ankle that she had injured the night he took her. "I think I need to wrap that up and put ice on it before it gets to the point that I need a doctor." She told him. She leaned against him, just as she had that night, and she felt safe in his arms just as she had the last time when he helped her.