[Grey Zone Apartment Complex]

"As you feel best." Sarah nods, acceptance of that choice running through the bond, though it's still tinged with concern for Elizabeth, and hope that she'll be okay, along with another firm resolution, namely that whatever happens tonight, Sarah will be there for her afterwards, to help her get through it.

The girl stirs a tiny bit in her sleep, letting out a faint murmur, but quickly lapses back into sleep; Elizabeth's fangs, if they're like Sarah's, should be pretty much painless, and the girl is a decently heavy sleeper in any case. As for her blood, it's not as sweet as Sarah's was, or as refreshing; rather than the energetic thrill and the sense of pleasantly refreshed alertness that it carried, this sates her thirst far more effectively, bearing a sense of pleasant sloth.

As she drinks, Sarah gently lays a hand between her shoulders, trying to provide some comfort for her without pushing her boundaries too far, leaning in to whisper in her ear shortly before she's taken as much as she can without any significant ill-effects the next day, to ensure some margin of error if it takes a bit to convince her to stop now she's actually getting rid of that gnawing, aching, hunger. "That's enough from her... You can get the rest from the next one, okay?"