She settled down against the counter and shook her head. "Well, that's one solution to the problem out of the way, Kyle. Not that I'm faulting you. There's only one Blood Minister I truly trust, and I don't know how you'd feel going to him." Wesker was ... an acquired taste. "But yes. It's a serious problem. It will only get worse, affecting your mobility, hurting more and with more protruding blood crystals."

"There are options. If you won't let someone blood let, they could be removed directly but there might be scarring and a lot of pain." She frowned. "Actually, there is one other. I still have one dose of red salts left. They would work if you bathed with them, but you'd want to be a little careful."

She had one more for herself. It'd be fine. Totally fine. Sure. Right. Totally fine because bathing in aphrodisiac bath salts was always a good idea. a bridge to cross later.