Pam takes the sweater and neatly lays it aside. It's a cute but rather...utilitarian sweater. She gets a twinge. Just. Some kind of urge to raid Jemma's closet and give her a makeover.

"A bit. It's like any bite that punctures the skin. Some people have told me my bite stings. I probably didn't like them very much. But I'll be careful with you. Promise."