"Yeah, I've noticed. Maybe I should have just stayed home." He glances back down at the trap before looking back at her. "Yeah, I mean...that was really scary, and I know blood is kind of an issue for me here, but...I'm fine."

He can resist it. Now, if fish or potential prey was bleeding, even with that small amount, he might be tempted to give in to his vileblood urges, but right now he's able to keep a handle on things.

"I'm...kind of glad I ran into you, though. Even if I would rather not get caught in a trap like that. I...saw a memory. I think it was yours. It was about a little girl."

A little girl whose background was remarkably like his own, even while being distinctly different in some ways.