Oof—! [He manages to curl up, blocking his groin but taking the hit on his shin, the pain reverberating through his leg and quickly echoing up through his body.]

Do what, you mean arrive here? I only just got here, hiding from the sun all day, not coming out lest I burn up and turn to cinders! Or was I supposed to just know there's a 'safe source' as you say? That there was another way to do it without this?

[Feeding like this and killing his victims is the only way he's ever known to survive. If there were ever an alternative, he certainly never found it before.]