"I imagine you would not be satisfied with a mere droplets of blood, aye? But to perform a bloodletting is dangerous indeed, for I am no healer."

Rhea'li keeps his tone even, practical. In his mind, it is merely an exchange, as simple as gil in payment for his services, or food or trinkets when gil is scarce. His proficiency in healing magic has always been poor, like to cause more problems than mend them.

But he is not a mage known for healing. Nay, he would create a being that can.

"So I ask of you, in exchange for blood... allow me to take your energy so I may mend my flesh."