The kitchen is quite a comforting place for all the life changing things that have happened in it thus far.

He pricks his own thumb first, and almost immediately stares in astonishment. For starters, he's seen enough of his own blood to know it's not the same pale blue as his robes. For another matter, it doesn't crystalize into a small, frigid bead upon exiting his body (talk about speedy coagulation!)

He turns his confounded gaze to Shen Yuan, mouth moving but nothing actually coming out.