Such a loaded statement.

"Right here."

Pam takes her by the shoulders and presses her back to the door. Brushing her lovely blue hair away from the side of her neck, she cups her cheek in her palm, gently as if she were about to kiss her. And the way Pam looks at her, she might. Noriko is a pretty girl.

She curls her upper lip, and exhaling a cool, breathy hiss, her fangs drop with a sharp click.