[He keeps the blade nearby, making sure it doesn't touch the soapy water so to avoid even more a sting when he cuts again. And he will have to, because that clearly wasn't enough of a drink to keep Alucard awake for long.]

An impressive feat, on your part.

[Curling a hand over Alucard's shoulder, he carefully eases him back, seating him properly against the ceramic before tearing into his arm. A bigger cut, this time, so it'll linger long enough for a proper drink.]

No teeth. [An odd thing to specify after last time, but he has his reasons. He holds the limb back over Alucard's mouth.]

Rip was distressed about your absence. And Integra asked after you. If you haven't already, send them a message once we're done here.

[Not that he needs to be reminded, in Integra's case, but Rip, well- he might not think to without a reminder.]