[Arthur's instinct is to tell Eames not to be so dramatic, but he honestly can't remember the taste of blood as a human and doesn't think he ever had to drink it on purpose - he's always had to assume that Mal had to feed it to him after he had lost too much blood, so he was unconscious for this part of his own turning. That doesn't mean he's willing to take any chances with Eames, though.]
[After a little while he feels the holes start to close and he gently pulls his wrist away.]
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[After a little while he feels the holes start to close and he gently pulls his wrist away.]
I can make another bite if you can drink more.