[His teleportation was worse now than it had been in Deerington. It also seemed to take a lot more out of him, limiting the amount of times that he could do it unless he recharged his proverbial batteries.

He looked at the distance that he was going to attempt then at Vira-Lorr.]

Depends. How about if I win by successfully flying to that building over there? [He pointed to one across the street.] If I can make that distance, you owe me a small vial of blood? But if I don’t make the distance, I owe you an open-ended favour. [He expected she wouldn’t go too far for a favour then.]