[Min-Gi watches Ryan for a moment, now satisfied that he's catching most of his blood. There's a whole lot of energy coming from Ryan but right now it feels mostly like there's a sheet of cotton wool between them and he remains unconcerned.

Maybe in an hour or two when his energy tries to right itself, but in the middle of this? Not a chance.

So Ryan's totally and completely valid concerns, and callback to personal trauma, are met with a brick wall.

If Min were in his right mind this would not be the case. If he were in his right mind this never would have even happened. This is, after all, what Bloodministers are for amongst many other things. There is a service. They have generations and generations of knowledge and experience.]

I'm not going to kill myself.

[It would be deadpan if he weren't ever so slightly indignant. Clearly, Ryan, you are dramatically overreacting. Isn't that always your problem? That you're so much? Even Min-Gi thinks so. Min-Gi is corrupted out of his fucking mind and he still thinks so.]

I made a deal with a seamstress so I don't have to go back to Willful Machine. She's going to make the stuff and she wants darkblood crystals. I have a book. It really isn't that big of a deal.