"Do you think so? I'm sure it's still in there to some degree. I've made my peace with this. And while I have...committed to not adding anymore to my system, I do worry about it now that I am. So far away from the Great Ones. From Yharnam, the college, the chalice labyrinths..."

He thinks, tapping the collar of his cage, looking slightly troubled. "And I did arrive with some samples still in my coat. Perhaps the right thing to do is to," he sighs, "add them to my own bloodstream and thusly preserve it? That or find someone who's willing to volunteer to become a blood saint." Ugh, even saying it like that makes him curl his lip. Him? A blood saint? Horrid.