Rina nods and bows at all present, before finally taking her seat. She takes up the glass when it is brought to her, taking a moment to sniff the blood before tasting it. When she's finished checking it like this, she raises it to Harold and then tips it back, drinking it slowly rather than gulping.
It felt strange to drink like this, in front of others, as she hadn't dined like this in a long while. The last time she'd done it had been...almost a year ago. However, the taste helped chase away any misgivings and she nodded appreciatively.