After the squeaking from the woman, Mercy let loose with another scream.
"It's in my hair! It's in my hair!" she yelled, running in a human speed towards the man.
"Get it out!" The man caught her, and as soon as his arms were on her, she in turn grabbed him and stared into eyes.
"Don't move," she snarled out through yellow eyes. The suggestion
landed and the man suddenly froze where he was.
She was always quick to feed, especially since they had been yelling. No doubt it would attract others. But they'd have to find their way through the maze to get to them. When she was done, Mercy looked back towards the bat on the hedge.
"Did you want some?" she asked, not opposed to sharing so long as she'd got her fill before.