Aurora smiles softly, blushing furiously. “Not unless it’s cheesy to say that I think, somehow, we’re meant for each other. I mean, a seelie year is quite a bit longer than a human year, and I never felt the way I feel when you touch me.” She blinks a little when he touches where she bleeds, then she smiles when she pays more attention to his mouth. “I think I know why. Hey bloodsucker, your fangs are down,” she says playfully.