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[ And then, a moment later, he finally fully processes the 'all over the floor' comment. ]

By the way, are you alright?

[terribibble]

[... ah. He may have given too much away. He honestly was not expecting Ford to ask, given his relative gung-ho attitude about blood thus-far.]

Yes? Yes.

I haven't lost any more since.

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[ 'Big old' makes it sound like it was quite a lot of blood, but if Fiddleford insists that he's fine then Ford will believe him. ]

Alright. Just be mindful of the blood pollution, then.

It's annoying trying to work around an area that's already absorbed too much.

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I did have to chip it up with a blade but I'd say the damage is minimal. It's hard to absorb a solid.

You'd think it wouldn't be a problem if it's my own blood.

[He is torn between being incredibly glad that Ford didn't press the subject so he doesn't have to discuss The Horse Issue and being incredibly annoyed that Ford didn't press the subject because he ought to be more worried. Part of him knows that it's just that Ford Pines is bad at reading subtext and will take a 'yes, I'm alright' at face value, but it's easy to let himself be uncharitable.]