The cat brought her here. Okay, that's not a possibility he would have guessed. So, she didn't come here because she was worried, she came because she was ordered.

He's thrown off by the gentle tone in her voice when she continues. It's contrary to every other thing she's said so far, and it feels too much like how things used to be. He doesn't know how to react to that.

"No other." he says finally, then huffs out a laugh. It's funny that she thinks some sort of demon could have done this to him. "The blood supply here's...bad. Tastes like shit and doesn't work. It was bad at first, but now it doesn't do anything at all. I looked everywhere - it's all the same." He keeps his head dipped down as he continues. It really does feel like he's looked everywhere. Maybe it's just that blood is different in this universe instead of whatever it is that they add to the blood making it not work. "I've been starving. For weeks. There's no way around it."