[ He blinks once. Twice. Arn isn't that pale, his hair not so long or light. He wouldn't remove the robes that marked him as a speaker in any heat. Trevor's shoulders sink, sweat beading on the side of his head even with winter coming, even with the castle cooled by Dracula's weird not-magic cold-making bullshit. ]
I- need to check something in the armoury before I sleep.
[ Wine. There's wine there. It's properly blessed communion wine, meant to be for use only in the direst of emergencies, but- shit. He only needs a few mouthfuls, and then he'll be able to sleep. Able to keep his hands steady so he can work tomorrow. ]
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[ He blinks once. Twice. Arn isn't that pale, his hair not so long or light. He wouldn't remove the robes that marked him as a speaker in any heat. Trevor's shoulders sink, sweat beading on the side of his head even with winter coming, even with the castle cooled by Dracula's weird not-magic cold-making bullshit. ]
I- need to check something in the armoury before I sleep.
[ Wine. There's wine there. It's properly blessed communion wine, meant to be for use only in the direst of emergencies, but- shit. He only needs a few mouthfuls, and then he'll be able to sleep. Able to keep his hands steady so he can work tomorrow. ]