"Oh! Gracious of you. I will measure it out accordingly." Though Micolash's thoughts continue to stew on the idea of his limited supply. His newfound compatriot hates the idea of self-infusion and for a good reason! What with what the scholar told him about what the Old Blood is capable of doing. But all the same...

"I do hope you can. Find your way back, that is. Others I have spoken to only arrived when doing so post-mortem. Hopefully, that is not your situation, as that is mine."