The Vampire saw his Master wailing at the sight of her own blood and quickly grabbed her wrist, "Don't you know how to peel potatoes?!"
"I.. I…" she continued crying as she watched the blood dripping from her palm.
When Gordon entered the kitchen, he was shocked to see a pool of blood on the wooden kitchen counter. "Sigmund, tend to her wound, I'll clean up," he looked at his daughter. "Ivory, be careful next time, okay?"
She nodded at her father, then her Servant assisted her upstairs.
And as soon as Sigmund closed the door, he looked closely at her wound and glared at her, "This wound…you did this on purpose, don't you?"
"Sigmund, I… It's really an accident-"
With his free hand, he cupped her chin and forced her to look straight into his glowing crimson red eyes, "You're a bad liar, Ivory. Tell me why you did this."
