Hmm!

[A good question. A very good question, in fact, and one that she would probably be better at answering if she weren't starting to get tipsy. But even despite tipsiness, a little willpower goes a long way, and goodness knows Sypha is nothing if not good at willpower.]

I think...youuuuu...would not give me the telling of me that —

[Wait. Words went haywire somewhere in there, and she makes a face.]

Wait, no. Biting me! I think that you would not give me biting me, either. Because neither of you will.