[ That's apparently the sound of 'yes' when one's face is buried in a pillow. He turns onto his back instead, gasping in air through gritted teeth as doing so agitates the great nasty cut on his side.
(He's become a little better at expressing when shit hurts, now that the castle is home, and his response to just moving is about as dramatic as his muted reaction to packing the cut with salt was when he was somewhere less safe. It's probably a mixed blessing for Alucard and Sypha. On the one hand, they know what's going on. On the other, there's a lot of shit he's been really good at hiding that he isn't anymore.) ]
Yeah, come in. Just promise you'll leave if you catch fire or something from being close to me.
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[ That's apparently the sound of 'yes' when one's face is buried in a pillow. He turns onto his back instead, gasping in air through gritted teeth as doing so agitates the great nasty cut on his side.
(He's become a little better at expressing when shit hurts, now that the castle is home, and his response to just moving is about as dramatic as his muted reaction to packing the cut with salt was when he was somewhere less safe. It's probably a mixed blessing for Alucard and Sypha. On the one hand, they know what's going on. On the other, there's a lot of shit he's been really good at hiding that he isn't anymore.) ]
Yeah, come in. Just promise you'll leave if you catch fire or something from being close to me.