The skin on his fingertip wasn't cut too deep, but it bled away like a deep wound. Nancy nervously only stared at the unfazed man, and Mikhail was still trying to feel less concussed. Samuel's expression was focused on the cut. If he was still immortal, the wound was expected to heal completely without any scarring within 10 minutes. Otherwise, the blood was going to clot, and the scar was going to stay for a few days until it completely disappeared.
"We should stop the bleeding, why the fuck is it still bleeding?" Nancy panicked at the newly made human.
She was scared he was going to continue to be reckless and die off somewhere. If she had to count the times when he had used his body as a shield, she would lose the count right away. This man was used to inhumane things, and that was dangerous.
"It does not hurt." Samuel bluntly replied.
"I don't care!" Nancy complained. "This looks bad. I didn't even cut it that deep…"
