Alice blinked and tilted her head curiously. For she had not known you could cook so with blood. But it was not a bad idea and gave new meaning to the term 'Bloody Mary'. Her lips twitched in amusement at the thought as a delicate hand took the plate. "Thank you." Her voice was more subdued as she tucked her legs beneath her. Her silverware clicking as she began to nibbled at the much needed blood. "I'm sorry to have worried you." The young fledgling vampire shot Liza an apologetic look, her green eyes sorrowful. In all honesty the woman was still considering leaving for Liza's sake.

But there was too much unknown and staying was her only choice. Revenge was looking impossible and out of her reach. Fighting seemed the only way to get it. A thought which made Alice sigh in forlorn melancholy. Yet another thought occurred to her, turning her green gaze shyly towards the older vampire Alice chewed her lip in thought. "How does one pull weapons from seemingly no where?" It was reasonable, for no where could Aleera had hidden that knife without Alice noticing! Tailoring had a few benefits it seemed in this world of the night.