"True. Much as I hate to admit it."

She reaches up to remove the cloth, and touch the wound, gently exploring it. Suddenly, she's very glad he's human. There would be no bite from the 'wolf's teeth that would have been so -- delicate.

"This is good," she states, simply. "Either this infected me, or you're not transmissible."

Deitmar will probably be all smug when he finds out.