[Alucard flinches only slightly when Geralt reaches a hand in and removes the bone. There's a crack because of course there is, but it comes out as a clean break and frankly, that's better than most manage.
There's a decidedly mundane part of all of this - taking the bone, putting it in a pot, adding root veg and herbs and other kitchen scraps plus salt - that doesn't escape Alucard. It feels right to some degree in a way that blood letting never has.
He refuses to dwell on it. The pot goes onto the burner, then there's naught to do but wait.]
I'll give it an hour, unless you're truly impatient.
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There's a decidedly mundane part of all of this - taking the bone, putting it in a pot, adding root veg and herbs and other kitchen scraps plus salt - that doesn't escape Alucard. It feels right to some degree in a way that blood letting never has.
He refuses to dwell on it. The pot goes onto the burner, then there's naught to do but wait.]
I'll give it an hour, unless you're truly impatient.