"I had nosebleeds when I was younger," Strange idly responds, as he sinks further into Peridot's tail. This...well, it isn't really cozy, but he doesn't want to move. He just wants to sit here, leaning up against Peridot's tail, and maybe get something to eat. Did she have anything to eat here? Wait, probably not, she's a gem. Dammit.

"Though I haven't had any since I was seventeen. But I didn't know the Portland Peridot had them as well. That's—"

Oh.

Ohhhhhhhh.

That's not the only way someone can have random bleeding.

"How old were you in Portland, again?"