Two quarts, that's all an incubus needed to fill his stomach, but Meiranis knew his teacher, the glutton that he was, would have drank far more. Regardless of what Aridan would have done, Meiranis removed his canines from her tender flesh, licking the excess blood off the wound. His eyes were still blank, emotionless voids.<br/><br/>"You're done already?" Aridan smirked, though Meiranis glared. "I am no glutton, unlike you. I've had enough." With his mouth surrounded in crimson and his long pointed fangs, he did appear fearsome indeed, though not to the other incubus. Meiranis held Anna tighter around the waist, getting off the bed and nearly dragging her along. With how much blood he took, she would feel at least a bit lightheaded. Good for him, though, she wouldn't be a pain to travel with. Hopefully.<br/><br/>As soon as the two got away from Aridan, Meiranis' mask of emotion shattered. He looked truly frustrated, mostly at himself. Shifting his arms, he held her like a groom would his bride, unfurled his wings, and took off.