Pam raises an eyebrow at her with a soft snort of wry amusement.

"Such a scientist."

And she retracts her fangs, the sharp click seemingly very loud in the quiet stillness of the room.

"Relax, sugar. I'm just going to freshen up and get you a glass of water."

Before moving off, she wipes off a streak of blood on Jemma's breast with her finger and licks it.

"You are so sweet."

And with that, she strides away and into the bathroom.