We'll need to do some bloodwork. [peter, brain whirring away, looks the most in his element that he's been since arriving.] You're okay with needles, right? Might get a little tricky otherwise.

If all goes well, you won't have to live your life like a vampire or some other creature of the night. [casual statements. peter knows nothing about vampirism other than what he's gleaned from popular media: no sun, no garlic, and 'i vant to suck your blood' in all its glory.]