Haunted Wood Apocalyptic

He stared back and for a moment the nervousness slipped through and he looked like he expected her to bite him right then and there but then she spoke, stating that he had a point and then warned him not to hurt her. He chuckled, the sound sounding a bit dark and then nodded "I do have to lick it rather rough to get all the dirt out and for some reason it seems to slow the bleeding but hang in there. Bite down on my shoulder if nescessary" he was honest, it would hurt for a moment. He eyed her warily and then slowly leaned in, his tongue lapping at first gently so she would have a chance to adjust and then growing rougher. He could feel the blood flowing more heavily at first and he discreetly let it flow over his tongue, getting enough that his hunger quieted and then quickly doing what he actually offered to do and gently cleaning the edges of the wound so that it would close. It only lasted a minute at most but he pulled away, spitting the rest of her blood out just for show and stepping back. Her wound looked raw and pink now instead of the harsh, angry red that leaked blood every few second. "You'll heal up with nothing more than a wicked scar" he said with a small smile.