[The blank staring is mutual. Telling him to ask Atsushi is a power move. Dylas would believe whatever Atsushi told him, and it's a poor bluff if it's not true. The only sound coming from Dylas comes from the light "fwish" of his tail against the floor as he swings it in contemplation, lowly, unhurriedly.
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And finally:]
I, uh. I don't...know how to cook blood.