This time his revelation earns a perplexed blink as she searches her knowledge for how much a 'liter' is. When she comes up empty, Knell purses her lips, an adorably confused look on her face as she asks, "Is that a lot? Like how much wine is in the fountain?" Or is it more like the amount her mom had drained from a blink hare?
Humming her understanding of his other pieces of information, she looks to the page, her youthful mind managing to assume that bigger means more blood and vice versa. She trails her finger along the picture, spotting where the veins converge and separate in a complicated system she's just starting to learn. The small finger stops above the forearm, noting the sparce, smaller vasculature. "Soo... someplace like this?"
Humming her understanding of his other pieces of information, she looks to the page, her youthful mind managing to assume that bigger means more blood and vice versa. She trails her finger along the picture, spotting where the veins converge and separate in a complicated system she's just starting to learn. The small finger stops above the forearm, noting the sparce, smaller vasculature. "Soo... someplace like this?"
Knell
