He can't be sure what she's thinking about, but he gets the gist. Now that he's gotten a taste of life without fear or pain, he can't say he's very happy about the blood either. It doesn't bother him as much as he knows it should, but he'd rather it wasn't there.

He nods quietly, and turns to head in the direction of the residential area. "Maybe we should just... stay in. Clean up and... talk on the couch?" A small pause. "I got coffee."