Vlad nodded at Stefan's admission. No, he supposed nightmares were to be expected when one had the sort of reputation that he had -- one didn't earn an epithet like 'Ripper' without possessing more than the usual flair, after all.
"Company helps," he pointed out. "Though it seems that you're unaccustomed to sharing your burdens."
Stefan likely thought he hadn't noticed him slipping off the night before. Well, he had but rather than say anything about it had decided to give him his space. A decision he had almost immediately regretted.