[ He can survive on animal blood, just as a human can survive on scraps. It's enough fuel to make his body function. If functioning is all that he needs to do, it's fine.
No general feeds their armies on scraps if they intend to win a battle. There's a difference between the sort of lean hunger that drives action and the bone-deep, gut-knotting hunger that sets in after too long and becomes a constant companion inside one's own skin. Makes the mind fuzzy and the limbs weak. Kills, not through malnourished but through the clumsiness it brings about. They cannot afford him to be clumsy.
He floats down to kneel upon a cushion, and he finds himself wishing that Alucard had bolted when he brought up the matter. That would be easier. It would give him a way out. ]
You're certain? I can make it to the last village we passed and back by nightfall. You don't have to do this.
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No general feeds their armies on scraps if they intend to win a battle. There's a difference between the sort of lean hunger that drives action and the bone-deep, gut-knotting hunger that sets in after too long and becomes a constant companion inside one's own skin. Makes the mind fuzzy and the limbs weak. Kills, not through malnourished but through the clumsiness it brings about. They cannot afford him to be clumsy.
He floats down to kneel upon a cushion, and he finds himself wishing that Alucard had bolted when he brought up the matter. That would be easier. It would give him a way out. ]
You're certain? I can make it to the last village we passed and back by nightfall. You don't have to do this.
[ He regrets asking. He didn't expect a yes. ]