>>3935564"Wait…these. You could have used these. How come you didn't?!" Polka jostles your body as she asks her question, but then freezes in place.
"…You didn't want to kill me. That's what I forgot. On the way here, I kept telling myself I would only drink a little to keep you safe. I didn't want to hurt you, even like this. But I got worse, and I forgot something so simple. I didn't even consider that drinking your blood would hurt you." Polka's voice quickly takes on a somber and quiet tone as she regains her senses.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Polka huddles up closer to you, taking you into her arms. It has none of the supernatural strength behind it she was using a moment ago. Though her fangs are elongated still, her eyes are mostly drained of bloodlust.
"I don't think I'm fast anymore, so I can't get you to the hospital. But I'm here, and I can help. Here." Polka begins applying steady pressure to your neck wound with her hands. As the blood oozes between her fingers she blinks a few times, but she steadies her nerves by biting her lip.
"I'll call an ambulance. Do you have your ph-"
Polka is cut off by a shadowy figure bursting into the room at high speeds.
"POLKA I STOLE SO MUCH BLOOD FROM THE HOSPITAL PLEASE DON'T EAT YOUR BOYF-" Mel flies into view, dropping a few of the blood bags she's carrying as she slows herself. Her clothes are noticeably tattered, which is saying something as there wasn't all that much there to begin with. She quickly appraises the situation.
"Oh. Wow. Did not think he'd be able to get you out of a frenzy. That's really romantic. I guess we'll be giving these to him instead, huh?"
Polka looks down at you and smiles, before covering her prominent fangs.
"Yeah, no more of this stuff for me."
