[ Rafa watches him. He knows thirst when he sees it, and without a word, he goes to the fridge and returns with more bags. He heats one of them, filling another glass. When he sets it on the table, he lays two cold bags beside it. ]
You needed it. [ he says, which isn't a question. He gestures at the bags. ] Keep those. They will need refrigerating, but your daemon will take you somewhere furnished. Keep them cold and they will last several days. Then come back, and I will give you more.
[ That's the whole point of this place, the entire reason why Rafa had wanted the machine in the first place. ]
I will ask for other donors soon. Tell me, is it only human blood you can drink, or would other kinds nourish you?
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You needed it. [ he says, which isn't a question. He gestures at the bags. ] Keep those. They will need refrigerating, but your daemon will take you somewhere furnished. Keep them cold and they will last several days. Then come back, and I will give you more.
[ That's the whole point of this place, the entire reason why Rafa had wanted the machine in the first place. ]
I will ask for other donors soon. Tell me, is it only human blood you can drink, or would other kinds nourish you?