[The words helped... at least enough to keep him from thinking he'd been too disappointing.]

I don't know quite how much was learned... I would not risk trying to make any more at this point... which means I could make quite a bit of blood. But without knowing if it's a consistent type I worry that I would not be able to create such in an amount that could be needed to help people.

[He brings up that bloody hand, as if to go to fuss with his hair, when he notices how covered it is and sighs, letting it drop down. He looked at his clothes as he spoke again.]

I should have also considered just how messy this act was going to be.