Forcing blood to stop... So, Guy was here with a witch and a soldier and both could kill him in the blink of an eye. Darrow seemed to be full of the sort of friends on whose bad side one shouldn't get.

"Yes, yes," he assured, taking a first bite. He waited for his stomach to protest, but it didn't. "Whatever it is you do, it worked." He had his reservations about her power, and about Frank fucking teaching her to be lethal long-distance. For now he just appreciated it.