[A gurgled but not indistinct voice comes from behind the two of them.]
No... don't... hurt her.
[Kanaya is standing, holding a hand to her throat so she can speak. She takes a few steps, kneeling next to disciple.]
I can... stop...
[She doesn't say anything more before grabbing disciple's arm and bringing it to her mouth. Olive blood flows, dripping around her wound; she's clearly drinking it.]
[Action]
No... don't... hurt her.
[Kanaya is standing, holding a hand to her throat so she can speak. She takes a few steps, kneeling next to disciple.]
I can... stop...
[She doesn't say anything more before grabbing disciple's arm and bringing it to her mouth. Olive blood flows, dripping around her wound; she's clearly drinking it.]