Seul-gi looks at him in complete disbelief. "You can't feel it?" What was once a building, now turned parking lot, wreaks of resentment. Something or someone is definitely tied to it or refuses to leave it, anyway, no matter how many times this area has changed its appearance. "Aissi," she sighs.
Seul-gi removes part of the hair pin from her hair, and what, at first, appeared to be a fake sword shows now a metallic sheen to it. She takes the tip of it to the tip of her finger and presses it until a small red bead appears. "It's a good thing you ended your stream otherwise this would've gotten you band for sure." She puts the miniature sword away, sheathing it in its plastic sword counterpart. With her unharmed hand she forcibly grabs ahold of Jiwon's wrist and with the other begins to write 补充 with her blood. "There. This should fill up your tank. It might take a while for it to completely fill up, I should have put it over your heart for a more immediate effect." But she wasn't about to open up a man's shirt and start drawing on his chest in her blood.