*she shook her head* "n-no it's not!" *she closed the door and walked over sitting down on the bed holding his arm and studying it* "...**censor**.." *she whispers and rubs his arm* "just relax..." *she looks at the dried blood and began to lick it off his arm and snapped out of it* "s-sorry... Dammit alright... Here.." *she took a ring off her finger and onto his* "this will keep you from turning...but however you'll still get a cold and might not feel good for a couple hours, after you'll feel very healthy.."
If you want peace, then prepare for war