Kurogane made a murder face but no sound when the rubbing alcohol hit his blood, instead just gritting his teeth together like a vice. The whole wound was still raw, and though he'd certainly encountered rubbing alcohol before in some worlds, it felt so much more like burning on his arm than anywhere else.
As he waited for the stinging to subside, he studied Fay's face.
For a second, Kurogane had seen it: the slitting of the vampire's pupil, the hungry look as his blood had seeped from the little wound. It was gone as quickly as it had come, of course, but Kurogane had still seen it nonetheless.
He'd make sure the idiot actually fed later, Kurogane decided. He couldn't just avoid it anymore - not after Celes. After everything.
"You should feed once we get this cleaned." A simple statement of fact, and the big ninja's eyes slid closed.