He sleeps quietly, tired out from his day, just as graceful while sleeping as he is when he is awake.

He is sleepy too, noticing that she is drifting off beside him, and he is comfortably leaning at her side.

again? It tends to happen often.

"See you!"

And she is off - running away while happily jumping a few times here and there, arms spread wide as if she was an airplane.

Mission now: Find all bibles, check for crosses and ... check other holy stuff. Also put away the selfmade holy water.

Alistair certainly felt that way.

"Thank you. Truly."

He smiled at that, very much appreciating it.

"Thank you, truly. The damage from that...can sadly make me starving from having to heal it."

"Looking at one more...stuns me. Not harm unless I touch it. Or more it touches me. If it's intended for a cross, yes. Like if someone tied two sticks together wanting it to be a cross, it will work. If it's just two sticks that happen to be in the shape, it's just sticks."

Honestly, Alistair was+

"I do not but that's partly because the rules of my universe have it that sunlight won't kill me. Coffins are light tight and vampires don't need to breath. It will harm me if I use my vampiric powers while in sunlight but not harm me just by standing in it. I wasn't buried. I was kidnapped before+

"I had heard of that, yes. It's a sort of release if I recall. Yes, the brain is truly fascinating."

He gave a nod.

"Just want you to know what you're getting into. Fear of needles from that little stab is very common in people so I wanted to be sure. Even if I hope to never need that."