"People who turn green faint," he argued. His eyes closed again, he shuddered and there was another wave of nausea with it. He'd gotten used to nausea, and throwing up, and was almost matter of fact when he pushed off, went back to the toilet and puked.
He'd had some experience with the sight and taste of blood, too.
He wasn't exactly expecting the two to go hand in hand.
"Turn the shower on," he said, fairly weakly. "NOW."