Hayley still manages to give a wry chuckle at that, the faintest hint of humor slipping through for the briefest of moments, because it's something to do at the very least and her sarcasm tends to come out even more when she's upset about something. Healthy coping mechanisms for the win.

"Maybe you just tasted better."

She flicks a glance sideways at Rebekah's other statement, a quick flash, there and gone again, because it will never fail to give her pause when one of them so casually refers to her as family. They've all been doing it for months now, but it's something she will never take for granted. It's not always something she enjoys being, part of their strange broken family. But having spent so many years searching for one, it's not an inclusion she ever takes lightly.

It helps. Not a lot, because they're both still in this mess. But it does soothe some of the rage gnawing at her to know she's not doing this alone.

"Yeah," is all she drawls however, her voice dry and giving away none of her thoughts. "I remember."