[Quiet for a moment, just watching him do that. He's so used to getting away from him whenever he does this, to believe that he's only toying with him before killing him.
Now, though... Breathes out a little, looking at him.]
Right. Right, you...
You should drink from me. That's what you've wanted, isn't it? [The blood will go to waste, anyway. Maybe once he drinks, he'll realize there's nothing really special about this, either. It's just his blood.]