He thought about that question for a moment. Then nodded. "I'm good. I feel pretty great, actually."
Peter's blood had done what other blood could not. It had staunched the ever burning hunger that he'd been carrying since he'd devoured Leeloo. There was a peace in it, and Aidan was thankful for what his friend had done. It took a special kind of person to be willing to do something like this, and he was grateful to have a person like that in his life.
Aidan knew that Evey also had tried to do something similar, and knew that it was not something he deserved, to have two.