She looked up at him, raven brow arching gently. "That sounds like the blood talking, mon amour. I should have figured blood would have interesting effects on a spider.." She sounds vaguely amused, but not negatively so. She also doesn't sound worried. "Otherwise, you feel good, though?" She asked.

Sitting up, but not scooting away, as he wouldn't have a good reaction to that, she looked at his eyes. Pupils still dilated, they seemed to only dilate more when she met his gaze. Siren blood, siren bonding, and the teenage hormonal flux. This would be hell for him. A pleasurable one, but hell no less.