It's a little hard to see Daniel's reaction at first. Because the mention of it happens right as Daniel is busy taking over the bowl from Robby, right as he's starting to work on it - doing some of the crushing himself before reaching over to the other ingredients, just pouring the ash in when Robby speaks about the blood.
It means he's looking down at the thing he's working on, rather than Robby. It makes his eyes hard to see, hard to gauge how Daniel might feel about hearing it. Even though it's very obvious to both of them why the boy is adding in the part about them not having to do so. They both remember.
But as the man sucks in a breath and looks up from where he was trying to mix up the ashes with the crushed petals, he doesn't seem bothered at all. Despite the memory not being a great one for either of them, for obvious reasons.. Despite that, Daniel smiles.
"No, let's use blood."
It helps that it's not like that time was the only time Daniel has ever bled here, even though it was obviously never as much as that time. But making enough stones to fit one in the bracelets for all the students here, including Robby's own - that wasn't just a little bit of blood either, even if Daniel had it drawn from him much more over time.
It makes this feel normal - as normal as anything can be in an odd world as this, as the customs they've had to get used to just to survive.
This has nothing to do with survival, sure, but it feels just as important as it. To forge their bond, yes, but to also show Robby that Daniel doesn't mind. That he holds nothing against the boy.
Forgiving your children is the most natural thing in the world.
"How much of it?" He holds the bowl back out towards Robby. "If it's just a few drops, I can grab the bonsai clippers."
Mostly since they're right there, in case they need something for a quick stab.. No need to get fancy about it if they'd only need a little bit, after all. And while Daniel doesn't hold anything against Robby over their shared memory, he worries that maybe the boy will be reminded a little bit too much of guilt if he has to handle that blood draining kit again.
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It means he's looking down at the thing he's working on, rather than Robby. It makes his eyes hard to see, hard to gauge how Daniel might feel about hearing it. Even though it's very obvious to both of them why the boy is adding in the part about them not having to do so. They both remember.
But as the man sucks in a breath and looks up from where he was trying to mix up the ashes with the crushed petals, he doesn't seem bothered at all. Despite the memory not being a great one for either of them, for obvious reasons.. Despite that, Daniel smiles.
"No, let's use blood."
It helps that it's not like that time was the only time Daniel has ever bled here, even though it was obviously never as much as that time. But making enough stones to fit one in the bracelets for all the students here, including Robby's own - that wasn't just a little bit of blood either, even if Daniel had it drawn from him much more over time.
It makes this feel normal - as normal as anything can be in an odd world as this, as the customs they've had to get used to just to survive.
This has nothing to do with survival, sure, but it feels just as important as it. To forge their bond, yes, but to also show Robby that Daniel doesn't mind. That he holds nothing against the boy.
Forgiving your children is the most natural thing in the world.
"How much of it?" He holds the bowl back out towards Robby. "If it's just a few drops, I can grab the bonsai clippers."
Mostly since they're right there, in case they need something for a quick stab.. No need to get fancy about it if they'd only need a little bit, after all. And while Daniel doesn't hold anything against Robby over their shared memory, he worries that maybe the boy will be reminded a little bit too much of guilt if he has to handle that blood draining kit again.