[ She nods, rubbing her thumbs over the bag. It's cold... not her preference, and she can't smell anything about it one way or the other. It must be a little bit older? Or maybe- no, it's almost certainly human. She inhales, and she looks up at Sayaka with some surprise. But the vampire pulls it to her chest and the motions for Sayaka to set somewhere. ]

Still, that's unsettling to offer a little bit of your species life for me, I'm sure. But come, sit. I intended to finish brushing first, but I can get dressed if you're going to keep looking away.