Peter was about to point out Kei would be a lot less dangerous if he ate something once in awhile, but the quiet way his near-death was brought up made him pause. He looked Kei in the eye, his own expression softening. He was about to speak when a nurse came back with the blood.

She hooked Peter up to one bag and offered two bags to Kei, asking him to let her know if he needed more, or needed to use the microwave. Her bedside manner was rather lacking, and she gave Peter a pointed look as she left. He just smiled at her, looking vaguely embarrassed.