Taiki barely gets to settle in his hold before Tidus finds his arms empty, and he looks up at Saku with not confusion at the action, but with the question already answered before he can give it words. He turns to his shirt, the tear in his trouser leg where blood has dried and the wound taken care of before it could scar.

But his puzzlement doesn't cease, what Saku says, what it even means. Blood-sick?

"I-- it's old. I'm healed." And all the blood is dried in some manner, but still there may be some as old as maybe eight hours to a day. "What's blood-sick? Can't he be near any?"

He doesn't know, he isn't sure, and the worry with his confusion makes him unable to move though he twitches in place, unable to decide if he should move back or if it's okay for him to stay.