[The mirror is quiet. And slid across the room under a spare pile of canvas just to be sure. Alucard's moved it the way he usually moves his sword (that'll need to be replaced before they reclaim the house), and exhausting as the expenditure of energy was, it was worth it.
He's also acquired another blanket in the mean time, a dark green woolen thing that is draped across his shoulders. (He hasn't laid back down.) When the doors open, Alucard doesn't jump, but there are two keen eyes watching in the dark.
Then a face that looks for all the world the brightest, most shining sun when it sees the two walk back in again. He had doubts. There's no denying it. But it came from the paranoia this experience invited, encouraged, thrived on.]
Good.
[And then he finally lays the hell back down, not questioning why Sypha did something did the thing he requested not be done. The sitting up and the worrying took most of the energy he had for the day, and even as Sypha explains exactly what kind of work she's doing (Alucard normally listens, he likes learning this wisdom), he's coming closer to sleeping again.]
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He's also acquired another blanket in the mean time, a dark green woolen thing that is draped across his shoulders. (He hasn't laid back down.) When the doors open, Alucard doesn't jump, but there are two keen eyes watching in the dark.
Then a face that looks for all the world the brightest, most shining sun when it sees the two walk back in again. He had doubts. There's no denying it. But it came from the paranoia this experience invited, encouraged, thrived on.]
Good.
[And then he finally lays the hell back down, not questioning why Sypha did something did the thing he requested not be done. The sitting up and the worrying took most of the energy he had for the day, and even as Sypha explains exactly what kind of work she's doing (Alucard normally listens, he likes learning this wisdom), he's coming closer to sleeping again.]