Evelynn was a bit surprised that Morgana took her up on the offer, thinking it was a playful buff. She didn't particularly mind as her body was healing itself before Morgana even finished devouring her flesh, and it was rather kinky despite how gruesome it might have seemed.
Of course, Morgana cut through some of the fabric of Evelynn's outfit in the transition, and that wouldn't grow back.
"Crystal," Evelynn moped, fussing with the loose fabric of her outfit. The wound was completely healed now. "And yes, I'm fine, though I find it odd that you'd ask after digging a football-sized hole in my gut."
Evelynn pours herself and Morgana a shot glass of that potent liquor and raises it for a toast. "To you, my dear. May you never know how aroused I got watching you eat my entrails."
"You just told me how aroused you got. That ruins the point, hm?"
Taking the glass, she takes a long drink, making a great show of letting the blood from earlier drip down onto her neck. With a gasp, she puts the glass back on the table and wipes all the liquid-alcohol, water, and blood-off of her with a swipe from a napkin.
"Ah...I have no idea why I need that...Did you make my drink addictive or something?"
Her tone has become slightly more carefree, but that final statement holds hostility and suspicion.