[Everything is a blur. The questions that are asked get stock answers, ones that have been prepared well ahead of this. Alucard's able to make them not sound route. Give them a moment or two of consideration before replying. It works.
It keeps working until the wee hours of the morning. To those who intend to depart in the daylight, Alucard takes care of farewells. There will be a small departure feast tomorrow evening, and then all things will settle into a more normal pace.
But there. His room. Alucard waits until the door is closed to let his shoulders slump forward, and to automatically shed the heavy cloak draped over his shoulders.]
It can't be this exhausting every day.
[The cloak gets draped over the chest at the foot of his bed.]
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It keeps working until the wee hours of the morning. To those who intend to depart in the daylight, Alucard takes care of farewells. There will be a small departure feast tomorrow evening, and then all things will settle into a more normal pace.
But there. His room. Alucard waits until the door is closed to let his shoulders slump forward, and to automatically shed the heavy cloak draped over his shoulders.]
It can't be this exhausting every day.
[The cloak gets draped over the chest at the foot of his bed.]