[He really should have expected that. Kind-hearted people were always quick to offer their blood to him here. It's something he still can't really understand -- and certainly something he'll never get used to.]

N-No! I-- I'm all right. I drank some before I came out here. [...]

...why would you offer something like that to a stranger? Helping me like this is one thing, but... aren't you worried I might be dangerous?

[He says when he's like two inches tall??]