And looking directly at Nick, with his own eyes naturally red, Kitt does not cringe away. His gaze is curious, perhaps, but not afraid. "You wouldn't hurt me. If you need blood from someone, rather than that from the bar, I would give it. I trust you."

But it did get a momentary faint smile. "If my blood is even real. I am here... virtually, after all. It's possible you would drink binary."