[ you're no fun, benny. the look on katherine's face expresses that. she tilts her head, her mouth forming a hard line, as her eyes glare daggers into his. if only it'd decapitate him. ]

Something tells me civilised isn't in your vocabulary, Benny. But if it's the only way you'll have a conversation with me, then we'll do it your way. [ her face twists slightly, morphing into something akin to unamused anger. if he pulls this card, she'll simply pull the ace up her sleeve prematurely. ]

[ katherine doesn't move to compel the man in her lap and set him free. he's a trapped bird within her cage and she has no intentions of letting him go. instead, the fingers splayed on his neck move to the thick of his dark hair, entangling in there, gripping hard as she yanks his head up. opening her mouth, her fangs descend, the veins popping around her darkened eyes. she's about to take a bite of him before she glances up at benny. ]

You're sure you won't join me?