“You have nothing to apologise for,” Integra remarked as she made her way to the laboratory along with the others. After a few days in the castle, she was far too used to the spook collection owned by Dracula to heed them. They were harmless except for that succubus and lascivious flora in the other gardens.
She never understood why every psychotic creature she crossed felt the need to flirt with her. Seras Victoria was the one who wore a tiny skirt and a tight top and yet she always got the end of some sexual harassment. It was becoming slightly grating.
“What are you going to show us here if not the Creature?” she asked, absolutely believing he had that monster stowed somewhere. It would be within his style and, for the little she had grasped, his abilities.