"You're warm," Alucard finally emerged somewhat from the covers. Enough that his voice wasn't muffled. "Walter left to go do his... Walter things and the bed went cold. I'm also hungry." And gave her a pointed look as though this is when she ought to be offering some of the fine, virgin Hellsing blood that had the audacity to flow through her veins without so much as an offer to him for it.
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