[Alucard turns his back before he even sees what direction Trevor goes in. He simply settles against the cold, hard wood of the wagon and readjusts the cloak. It is warm enough to keep out the cold, and Alucard quickly finds a comfortable position to sleep in. The cloak covers all of him safe his head, and that's just fine. He's warm. He's in pain, but that is so easy to ignore. And he sleeps.
It's not restful. It can't be, not in town. Not when anyone can walk up to the wagon, wake him, and do...anything. And he is up with the sun because of course he is, but still curled under the cloak. His eyes simply watch the world, knowing that the real sleep he needs will be once they're on the road. He doesn't trust the other two an inch, but he can sleep if they're moving in the wagon. Really sleep.
He sighs. Sleeping like that for a century sounds lovely right now.]
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[Alucard turns his back before he even sees what direction Trevor goes in. He simply settles against the cold, hard wood of the wagon and readjusts the cloak. It is warm enough to keep out the cold, and Alucard quickly finds a comfortable position to sleep in. The cloak covers all of him safe his head, and that's just fine. He's warm. He's in pain, but that is so easy to ignore. And he sleeps.
It's not restful. It can't be, not in town. Not when anyone can walk up to the wagon, wake him, and do...anything. And he is up with the sun because of course he is, but still curled under the cloak. His eyes simply watch the world, knowing that the real sleep he needs will be once they're on the road. He doesn't trust the other two an inch, but he can sleep if they're moving in the wagon. Really sleep.
He sighs. Sleeping like that for a century sounds lovely right now.]