Hmm. Mineral. Collects in the blood. It eats you up. Kills you in the end.

[ He's... he's not saying any of this to scare the cat. It's just the truth in the simplest way he can put it. He's not sure if words like "cancer" and "terminal illness" would communicate as well.

Midnight laughs a little. Talking about this is a bit easier with fur under one's fingers, even if that fur has little jabby bits attached. ]

Happened to me. It's how I got to be like this in the first place.

[ Drinking tainted blood costs you. Who knew? ]