"And, yet you care for me? Why? What makes me so special if it isn’t just because of my blood," she looked at him, expecting a good answer to that question. She didn’t get what made her so different from others, besides the fact that she was part fairy.

"Yea," a certain sadness took over her face. She was still trying to deal with what she had learned, but managed to push some of those feelings aside to deal with this place; she hadn’t really had the time to think about it since being here. "There are a lot of things that he shouldn’t have done, but did. You really think you would be able to control yourself? Isn’t that just something that takes over." At least that’s what it seemed to be in Bill’s case.

There was some part of her that didn’t want him to move his arm away, and when he did, she nearly reached out for him. But, she was able to control that thought and stop herself from doing any such thing.

"Good thing you met her first." Giving her that look was not going to stop Sookie from saying something. "You sure about that one? I’m actually a bit surprised that you haven’t found some poor soul to feed on." So the hunters didn’t trust vampires at all. "Can’t say I blame them. If they come from a reality where they need hunters then the vampires must be very bad there." That made perfect sense in Sookie’s mind.

"Weeks?" Sookie looked at him shocked. "Shouldn’t you be, I don’t know, not ok?" She carefully looked him over. "Shit, I’m going to regret this, but can’t have you staving to death or feeding on someone else, now can I?" She stepped towards him, "you can if you want..."