[Her body jerks forward, unable to resist the temptation of fresh flesh, fresh blood so close. Censor lingers behind her, waiting for a command, or for her permission]

Inside? Dunno, Wy's probably at your house, and I don't think she should see me like this, yanno. We could go to mine, I guess, but that's a bit of a walk for a meal when you're right here bru.