[still pinching her nose, Brooke exhales slowly. she knows Pia's right. she can't just throw somebody to the curb like that.]

Okay.

[her hand falls back to her side. her tone softens, but only a little. it's hard to have an argument when you're naked and also have some modicum of compassion.]

Okay, yeah. They don't hurt. And they'll heal. I just wish you had asked me first, Pia! I work in a morgue; I can get you blood. I can get you as much as you need whenever you need it, and you won't have to feed on me to do it. I know we had sex, but that... you don't just get free reign over my body now.