Cassidy's lips pressed to hers earnestly, and Erica desperately tried to still herself from responding.  Erica knew her own weaknesses, and knew it was hopeless. She melted in Cassidy, her fingers trailing along her sire's jaw lightly. When Cassidy released her for a moment, she looked questioningly into the blonde's eyes, "You...you're not hungry?  I....I mean...you and Alfred were both right. I...I shouldn't have blown up at you like that it's just," she bit her lip as her brow furled, "you're both so special to me...it's all...this is a lot more complicated than I'd imagined. Poor Alfred. It took a lot of guts for him to offer himself to you like that...and I went and messed it up."  She looks down at her hands.  "What are we going to do?"