There's another moment where Daniel lingers, but then he slowly lets go of the boy. Robby is still vulnerable, he thinks, but.. maybe establishing the bond will help. They're going to share feelings, after all, which means that the boy will be able to tap directly into everything Daniel feels for him - and the man is well aware just how strong those feelings are. Just how warm they are.

So he gives the boy a smile at that near-shy mumble, and then he's already picking up the clippers again.

"Let's get this done, alright?"

Daniel was kind of planning on pricking his finger with the clippers, but.. he'll probably need a little bit more blood than that, he thinks. Squeezing that much blood out of his finger is going to be a pain, so instead Daniel rolls up his sleeve until just before his elbow, so he can instead use the small scissors to draw a cut on his upper arm. Nothing too deep, but enough to make it bleed, even if the blood crystallises so quickly outside of his body, shimmering as the crystals drop into the paste.

He gives Robby a tiny - almost apologetic - smile.

"I think you're going to have to crush it up."

Sorry, son, that his blood is even weirder than yours.. But at least it does mean that once Daniel feels like there's enough of his blood in the mixture, it's easy to turn his arm back over and feel the blood still on top of it crystallise as well - practically freezing up the wound to let it heal underneath the crystal formation lingering on his skin.