"No," she told him with a slight shake of her head. "I wouldn't take that from you even if it did bother me. You deserve to enjoy this as much as possible." She knew what it was like to live with dulled senses, having spent so many years having her own sense of touch impeded by layers of cloth. She would never do that to him when they were intimate and so much depended on those sensations. "But just so you know, it doesn't bother me. I find it kind of fascinating actually."

To prove her point, she took his hand in hers again, lifting it away from her skin. She studied that open slit for a moment before leaning down to press a kiss at the end nearest his fingers. She wasn't afraid of him, even though it had been proven at their first meeting that he could feed on her, and she wasn't bothered by the strange wraith aspects of his physiology. He was just Todd for her, a man she trusted even in the most intimate of situations. Especially in those, really.