Micolash looks down at his own hands when the demonstration is given, voicing a small, "Oh!" once the realization sinks in. He starts wiping it up even as he adds, "A bit of blood isn't much to worry about it, is it? Hardly a problem. All depending on what the blood is from, of course, but..." No worse than getting jam on your hands after making a butty, if the scholar's nonchalant tone is any indicator.
When he's got the worst of it off, Micolash absentmindedly folds the napkin again and tucks it into a pocket. He's thinking instead about how to answer the question of where he belongs. "Ohh, I spend most of my time in the grand library. Have you been there yet? Quite lovely. Plenty of research material to be had..." Freddy might not be the only one who has to crash in improvised locations.
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When he's got the worst of it off, Micolash absentmindedly folds the napkin again and tucks it into a pocket. He's thinking instead about how to answer the question of where he belongs. "Ohh, I spend most of my time in the grand library. Have you been there yet? Quite lovely. Plenty of research material to be had..." Freddy might not be the only one who has to crash in improvised locations.