He actually grimaces at all the blood that's being smeared around and, assuming this thing has about as much intent to kill him as it has intelligence, reaches forward to wipe the blood away from the thing's eyes himself.
It gets picked right up with a swipe of his fingers. There will be more, but he can analyze what he's got closely. The blood congeals on his fingers in little, gummy droplets.
"You've under quite the binding spell, aren't you?"
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He actually grimaces at all the blood that's being smeared around and, assuming this thing has about as much intent to kill him as it has intelligence, reaches forward to wipe the blood away from the thing's eyes himself.
It gets picked right up with a swipe of his fingers. There will be more, but he can analyze what he's got closely. The blood congeals on his fingers in little, gummy droplets.
"You've under quite the binding spell, aren't you?"