[And he decides he will get himself a glass after all. Cole, too. So he lets him stew on that thought (and fear) while he pours the both of them some of that wine, walking over to hand Cole a drink.]
Your blood. I mean - if you heal faster, then it's bound to work better, too. Right?
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[And he decides he will get himself a glass after all. Cole, too. So he lets him stew on that thought (and fear) while he pours the both of them some of that wine, walking over to hand Cole a drink.]
Your blood. I mean - if you heal faster, then it's bound to work better, too. Right?
[He drinks, eyes on the other man.]