[By morning, Alucard's no better rested, but at least in trying to get the hang of meditation, he has had hours pass by with little notice. That has to count for something, although Alucard isn't sure what it counts for, precisely.
The thing that finally pulls him from his own thoughts is the approach of the guards, making it clear that it is some sort of time of day and you don't get to nap through your imprisonment. Alucard's seen this one down here a few times before, and those still resting tend to get his ire.
--Shit.
There's going to be guilt about waking Geralt later. But that's later, and the man already has a leg that's healing. The dhampir lets out a very, very unhappy noise about feeling compelled to do what is objectively the right thing in this situation, and stands to rouse Geralt before someone else does.
He shakes the good leg. If the dhampir gets kicked, well, he can react quickly enough to that.]
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The thing that finally pulls him from his own thoughts is the approach of the guards, making it clear that it is some sort of time of day and you don't get to nap through your imprisonment. Alucard's seen this one down here a few times before, and those still resting tend to get his ire.
--Shit.
There's going to be guilt about waking Geralt later. But that's later, and the man already has a leg that's healing. The dhampir lets out a very, very unhappy noise about feeling compelled to do what is objectively the right thing in this situation, and stands to rouse Geralt before someone else does.
He shakes the good leg. If the dhampir gets kicked, well, he can react quickly enough to that.]