He watched the branches form and bleed like rivers across a plain. Except that the rivers were his veins and the plain was his arm.
"Uh. Small girl who I feed and love? I'm not gonna lie, I'm feeling some disturbance in seeing my arm like this. But I'm not freaking out. See? This is me, not freaking out. Ah! It's on my chest! Ok. You're a rock. I can be a rock. I can do calm. Is anyone...seeing this? No. No, of course not. You're doing this right? I'm just making sure because...maybe the gelatin is off," he spurted out in seemingly one breath.