Aila heaved a long trembling sigh as her vision returned to normal, and she felt surprisingly full. It must have been Cassius' blood that satiated her desire for more; that burning sensation at the back of her throat was gone. Although if she wasn't forced to stop, she knew her mind would still be fixated on drinking him all up. Thinking the words made her feel sick, and feeling the dried blood on her face and looking down at her hoody wasn't making it any better.