Zaine silently looked at the book, then at the words... He didn't understand them but he was able to understand the pictures somewhat. He stared at it for a while then asked, "What do the words mean...?" He didn't dare ask about the blood, as he was worried it might make you annoyed and aggressive. He sat back a bit, wincing. "How old is the book, Nikushimi...? A few days old?" He asked quietly, not having much of a sense of time. He lived in the labs all his life, the difference between a minute and a year was little to nothing to him, and he didn't quite understand outside life yet, let alone Nikushimi.