"Oh please don't," Nancy whines as she takes a long drink of her mug wine. She knows Kenzi is speaking hyperbolicly, but life and death really was on the line when dealing with the vampires. Especially the sort Kenzi was likely looking for.

"C'mere." She pats the spot on the couch next to her and reaches for Kenzi's shoulders. She's more than happy to take care of her again, especially when she needs it. "You can start in the morning."