[Consumption of blood. He's processing that piece of information and the generous description of Stiles at once, glancing from one to the other in measured quiet. There's a desire to help Sasuke in this evident problem, but it comes up against a wall of hesitation, not certain how to navigate this new - renewed - relationship outside deceit and bloodlust. So he says nothing.

Thankfully, Stiles is talkative enough to detract from any lengthy and vaguely uncomfortable pauses.]

There's no certainty I will be brought to that dimension after this ends. [Perhaps he was only imagined into life by Sasuke alone. Thinking from his own individual perspective on this situation is limiting.] Sasuke has shared some so far. [The bonds, however, were an unwelcome surprise fresh off the boat...] If information is our goal, I would suggest splitting up and regrouping afterward. It would be more efficient.

[More truthfully, he's beginning to feel the wear of fatigue and emotional toll of the last hour or so. Withdrawing for that reason is just greater instinct now.]