"Synthetic?" His eyebrows arched with curiosity. "They have synthetic blood here?" The last part was a whisper of a question, positioned mostly to himself. Interesting. Had that been what John had been drinking when they had met that first night in the bar? It had to be. The smell was off, but he had been sure it had been blood.
"If that's your thing, then sure. We can get some and keep it here for you. Is that alright?" Would that keep John satisfied and happy here? Would he hunt for fresh blood in spite of the synthetic mixture? All of the questions were intriguing.
The clap on the shoulder brought him back from his thoughts and Eric smiled, "Yeah, you should test her out. Go for it. I can record it and see how it sounds if you want."