[Alucard doesn't turn towards Hector, or even open his eyes. He remains in his seat, not quite a lazy dhampir, but taking this all in stride. It's a testament to...whatever the hell the relationship between them qualifies as, as it is not one of adversaries. That much has been evident for some time now.
Finally though, Alucard does open his eyes and cast a glance at Hector. The robe wasn't something he recalled putting in the bathroom, but it's purpose is clear enough.]
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[Alucard doesn't turn towards Hector, or even open his eyes. He remains in his seat, not quite a lazy dhampir, but taking this all in stride. It's a testament to...whatever the hell the relationship between them qualifies as, as it is not one of adversaries. That much has been evident for some time now.
Finally though, Alucard does open his eyes and cast a glance at Hector. The robe wasn't something he recalled putting in the bathroom, but it's purpose is clear enough.]
From here, I truly only smell the soap.