“Mmhmm! I know, but ya know, I don’t control this,” Seth told her, “It’s like your heartbeat, it just happens.” She stretched her arm and opened her palm. “Gimmie the syringe. I’ll go up and try to make the blood stay in one place. It could take a while… but I gotta try something to end this.”
She would have to release them and that wasn’t a show for Heather’s eyes.
“When it’s done, I’ll give you back the tube with the blood.”