Then she’d show up here and you’d be asleep. That’s not better.

[ He shrugs off the gambeson, revealing- well. What’s left of his torso after the year of captivity. Even now it’s not exactly a pretty sight. The most dramatic mark, though absolutely not the only one, is a large chunk of flesh missing from one side of him, where a quarter of the spell to seal Dracula used to be carved before the church cut it off his body. ]

Nothing you’ve not seen - and put back together - before.

[ Look away, vampire. ]