Her one hand is already near the wound, but Garnet wastes no time bringing the other up, too, and clamping them both down as hard as she can. It really seems as though this woman doesn’t really want to eat her… Or at least this less horrific part of her doesn’t. What if this human-like side of her starts losing?

She looks down at herself to find that she’s not really covering up much, at least as far as vampire temptations may be concerned. The source of new blood is out of sight, but it’s already run down and ruined her shirt, and there are spots and smears elsewhere that must have come from their fight. She’s covered in it, or at least more covered in blood than she’s ever been in her life. The sight makes her feel incredibly ill, and if this woman starts going on a biting rampage again, she’s not certain she’ll have the strength to stop her a second time. Not if she’s lost as much as she thinks she might have.

“If I can find you animal blood, will that help you not try to kill me?” Garnet knows she doesn’t have many options there, but at the very least there’s a cat that hangs around her building she feels like she could likely catch. She likes the cat, but she likes being alive a hell of a lot more.