[He shakes his head quietly while Raine is suggesting a donation, though he doesn't speak again until she's finished.]

No, it doesn't work that way. Not for me.

[Though it's hard to see behind the fall of blond hair, Fai's one good eye closes. He takes a deep breath, and then another, willing himself to get through this next part without his voice cracking. Without sobbing.]

Because of the way I was made, I-- I can only feed from one person. Without that person I will die. The Witch of Dimensions told us, in no uncertain terms. And he's... he's not here anymore.