When she tastes blood, she lets go and latches onto his shoulder instead, heedless of the way the mail jolts her teeth. This is not a good place for this to happen; from what little she remembers of the experience, it isn't pleasant, and she didn't have a deathly wound in her side as well.

'Swounds, but he's heavy to drag, though. If she can get him out of plain sight, she'll settle. It won't do to have anyone coming along to finish the job Hal started, though.