[Havoc carefully packs the vials away, treating them just as delicately as one would handle a baby, (mainly because she cared more about that blood than she did about a newborn). But once she did that she turned her gaze back to Hinata, about to say something before-

Yup. He said it.

She put up a somewhat sick looking expression, gaze averting again and fiddling uselessly with the bag. Swallowing.]

- It does.

[Quick something less gross-]

Some people in my world have much easier payments. Like drinking beer, or napping... luck really is something.