[ The inevitable mention of blood slants Regis' posture in a subtle but perceptible way: the slightest tightening of his shoulders, a certain resignation that sits less loosely than the bag he has slung across him at all times.
He doesn't touch on his drinking yet. Instead, he chooses to concentrate focus on the subject of Fizzarolli's hunger, which...
...hm, he should do something about. Hard to invite guests over to eat and drink when vampires don't strictly require either. Back up and onto his feet, he moves towards a portion of the crypt that looks more like a cellar, tapping the strap of his satchel thoughtfully. ]
We're quire low-maintenance, truth be told. We've no need for most things that humans require, eating and drinking included.
[ There are a few baskets in the small alcove, covered with clean cloth. Peeling back one covering reveals cheeses, a bottle of unopened wine, dried fruits and bread. ] We don't even require blood if push comes to shove. I suppose we vampires differ from you greatly, in that sense.
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He doesn't touch on his drinking yet. Instead, he chooses to concentrate focus on the subject of Fizzarolli's hunger, which...
...hm, he should do something about. Hard to invite guests over to eat and drink when vampires don't strictly require either. Back up and onto his feet, he moves towards a portion of the crypt that looks more like a cellar, tapping the strap of his satchel thoughtfully. ]
We're quire low-maintenance, truth be told. We've no need for most things that humans require, eating and drinking included.
[ There are a few baskets in the small alcove, covered with clean cloth. Peeling back one covering reveals cheeses, a bottle of unopened wine, dried fruits and bread. ] We don't even require blood if push comes to shove. I suppose we vampires differ from you greatly, in that sense.