((O.O That didn't wake him up? Oh snap!))<br/><br/>After a few minutes, Aslinn floated up, rather wobbly. She ran her hand along her bottom lip, smearing a little blood. Her head was very fuzzy and she could barely focus. She guessed she was drunk off his blood. She remembered to lick her fingertips and press them to his neck, closing up the wounds. Two small pink dots were all that was left. His face was pale, but he was still breathing. She giggled for absolutely no reason and suddenly bumped into the roof. "Ooops! Hehehe...."