^{❛   mmm, let me think about it ——   ❜  arms still crossed over her chest, one hand rose to rest under her chin — the thinker in the flesh — for just a moment as she made contemplative noises as if seriously considering the question.   ❛   —i’m gonna go with nope, and that’s my final answer, regis, because if you hadn’t noticed, that dagger would have killed you if you were really human.    ❜     or various other creatures, for that matter, but the point was moot.} 

         ^{❛   speaking of. any chance you wanna hand it back over ?  it’s kind of a big deal in the whole slayer lore of it all, and i know one very cranky old british dude that will have both our heads if i lose it to ——   ❜      a hand waved up and down in front of her while a confused scowl painted her features, as if to indicate him.     ❛  —— you know, whatever you are.    ❜}

     _{❛ a simple bite, the wrong combination of elements, and even walking down the street can get a human killed. ❜ he knew that already. it didn’t matter how rich, poor, or otherwise. people lived and people died. sometimes, they managed to be in-between the little thing of life, and death. sometimes, it was easy to fall in between both worlds. he just didn’t think about. nor did he want to.} 

    _{❛ more to the point, ❜ he flipped the dagger again in his hand, ❛ if i was just human, you would have killed me, and we wouldn’t be having this joyful conversation, ❜ he then handed the dagger towards her,  ❛ would we? ❜}