[His first instinct is to try to lie about it—think about what this means, admitting this—but at the same time, another person does know about it. It's bound to happen, and all he can do is hope it doesn't end up wrecking him.
He wrings his hands together, looking down.]
Ah, well. I'm sort of self-healing, but my blood can also heal other people, too. Call it a... bonus, I guess...
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He wrings his hands together, looking down.]
Ah, well. I'm sort of self-healing, but my blood can also heal other people, too. Call it a... bonus, I guess...
[E-eheh...]