(A near-death Izaya is still Izaya at the end of the day, and she gets a gaze from the corners of his eyes and he fights the desire to sit up, but not the desire to break that information apart.)

Stop what, Bella-chan?

(What's behind it? Self-worth issues again? That one, Izaya knows that she reeks of. Unwanted by her coven, too good to mingle with her own kind, of course, she hates herself deeply. Perfect thing to exploit, really.)

I'll be fine. I'd invite you to lay down with me, but I don't want you to get more blood on your clothes.

(Just checking to see if she snaps at him again.)