[ that note of surprise is rather puzzling. what man in his right mind wouldn't want to pocket the freshly squeezed venom of a new species? piter's own haste to ask had spawned from the expectation that bruce would be equally eager to keep some. but that's no matter. he's quite pleased with the response, given that it means he will be able to keep the majority of the venom for... whatever may inspire its use. ]
It belongs to no one. The blood of a dead man belongs to his corpse no more than it does to anyone-- but it can be reclaimed by another all the same. [ a quiet chuckle burbles out of him as he sets the beaker down on the table. ]
You may take what you need. [ though rest assured that he will be closely monitoring such a process. ] And I should like to hear the results of the tests you choose to run.