Wolf fur is too dense to wash. And my apologies to your church clothes, I'll work on getting the stench off them later today.

[That's something to do at least. Alucard's aware that he reeks and he's made Trevor reek too. This is all prompt enough to force Alucard up off the floor, and he moves carefully.

Carefully, and flinching at the mention of Sypha. Great. Fuck. Of course.]

She'll be a few hours yet if she's joyriding.