[Alucard sighs, wiggling his skeletal finger at Jaskier. He doesn't even have it in him to be mean and respond to the vocal chords part because now he's annoyed. The rest of the situation, however, merits much more seriousness.]

It was real enough. I'd advise panicking after we get to a place of safety though. We don't know how many more bands of bandits are about.

[The dhampir sheathes his sword, then returns to Quille and the horses. It is up to Jaskier to determine which form he wishes to take for the remainder of the ride out to the little rocky outcropping Alucard has made into a home.

Regardless of the form, Alucard is quick to get everything settled. He politely and pointedly ignores Quille's really? when they enter the cave. It is comfy, and Alucard then focuses on getting food cooked while there is plenty of light out. It ends up being a spit roasted piece of pork with fresh peaches sliced on top. Nothing exciting, but good food none the less.

It is a relief that the excitement of the day knocks Quille out sooner rather than later. Alucard gives her the main bed, aware he can snuggle into the pillows that sit on the low, low couches he's made. It is where he is now, stretched out, eyes focused on the ceiling.]

Do you want to talk about your new fluffy form?