The tension didn't really drain from his shoulders for several more moments, but Valdis stood where she was, patient.

"If that's what a few drops does, I'm not sure you should have a pint, much less two."

Much as she found she disliked the idea of her blood causing such a reaction in anyone who wasn't insane, she didn't want the man feeding off of other people either. But it wasn't as if she could kill him and be done with it, besides, it wasn't his fault.

"But if it's more potent, then could you survive on less?"