Was he a good person? Maru wasn't too sure about that... For a moment he seemed to shrink in on himself a little more, as if he were trying to hide away from the whole conversation. He was tempted to just become a cat and take off. But Madoka had come to his aid, she was doing her best, the least he could do was stay and listen.

"... I don't... drink blood..." Maru managed to get out, understanding that the guy who was Madoka's uncle was going to harp on this. So he needed to make himself clear. "... And now I can't, even if I wanted..." Because he had an Eve now. It was only her blood he could drink. And even then it was the small amount needed to fight for her, to feed on her resolve, her will to fight. The stronger that was, the stronger he would become. But at any other time he hated to do it. Maru hated being a monster...