[ Astarion, when briefly questioned by one of the surprised guard, wasn't so insistent about no one investigating. So what if they want to see for themselves? It's enough that he describes the drider - after that he's finding a little alcove to duck into so that he can better examine his wound away from prying eyes, but -
no subject
oh - ]
You're alive. [ he greets Alucard. ]
Well, kind of.
[ Haha vampire humor.
He grimaces as the pain in his arm throbs. ]