Lesser known vampiric power, as it happens. You look excellent more often than you don't, and if you groom yourself in one of your other forms, the effort transfer.

[Alucard's face is entirely serious, suggesting that he's not joking about this at all. Moreover, it does check out with his general aversion for being in public, never mind in a state of undress around others. Except for here and now, apparently.]

I'll take the long route through the market to your place, do the inventory, then go get what's needed. Easy enough.

[There is a long, long sip of wine before Alucard moves on to the next part. Understandable, given the topic.]

Weary is the better word, I think. Just participating in creating blueprints and construction in the face of...this. Worrying that there's more being lost than lives.