Piper nodded. "Until I take out every single bastard involved, I can't let myself get killed. I mean, I guess it'd be easier to know one way or the other, so if I do something stupid then I won't worry about dying but...," she paused, considering her words. "Somedays, I can't decide if I'd rather be immortal or not. Which seems ridiculous telling someone who is also immortal."

At this point, she wasn't sure she was ready to confront the long life ahead of her beyond this mission of hers if she was.

Piper listened to him and let her mouth quirk up. "Then we agree. I'd rather not die just yet so I will be extra careful." As far as she was aware, she didn't leave any survivors before she left so no one could have followed her.

"Thank you, again... for coming here and for this," she said, seriously before lifting her hands and bringing his wrist to her mouth.

Drinking blood was something she'd done on a few (rare) occasions (the first time with David and later from Adonis) but it always caught her by surprise how much she didn't mind the taste or the act itself. There was something else to it though that she couldn't put her finger on, something that she could get addicted to if she weren't careful.

Was that even possible? Piper assumed so.

After a few moments, she lifted her mouth from his wrist and breathed. Already she could feel Kyle's blood work through her and push out the poison. "I really need to figure out what that poison was and see if I could use it myself."