Hee hee hee hee...[Her shoulders shake and she ducks her head. His TMI is a little embarrassing but mostly it amuses the hell out of her.] Yeah, if you wanna count the monthly baww-and-bleed. Least I don't have to worry about you having period-squick.

[The question derails her thoughts of possible empathically-fueled makeout sessions--for the moment.]

Oh that? I wasn't literally oozing, I just turned into this really uncool, manipulative, super evil slimeball bitch. You probably would have wanted to tear my throat out on principle. I needed to bathe after that even more than I did when I turned into my brother.