[At the apology, Dorian gives a laugh, half mirth and genuine disbelief at the state of the stairs - and the alternative route being offered to him now. Through his stay in the castle thus far, he's grown more accustomed to its nature, so clearly beloved even in its relative disarray. Without Alucard's presence to attend to it, he could see it falling to beautiful ruin, preserved in dust and stone.]

Oh, don't apologize, I'm certain I need a bit of exercise after all this lying around on couches I've been doing.

[That's not exactly true, as he's taken to a habit of wandering - wherever he's deemed allowable to go, at least - in the evenings. Part of it is to get a better mental picture of castle's layout, part of it is to entertain himself. Most of it serves to distract him from thoughts of home, thoughts of Alexius, or thoughts of the men who have sold off everything valuable he owns including his amulet. Ah, well.

Dorian climbs down carefully, then joins Alucard where he stands at the door. There's a sharp attentiveness to Dorian's expression. He's not trying to conceal the bright light of his interest in this excursion.]

You can hardly expect to get away with mentioning a sea monster, so yes, I'll take that view.