Matthais arched a brow at her grumble, "Did you sleep poorly?" He knew the answer already, of course, but did not realize the source of her grumpiness. The vampire, of course, was overly fond of prowling his Castle, especially the halls which Integral walked currently, one turn away from the Marble Gallery.
"When I am tired," His reply was enigmatic, but sincere, stated in that demure and genteel tone. "I have been looking over the Castle's latest additions and adding a few of my own. It is quite fond of this century," the vampire added, running fingertips lightly over the ornately carved wood of one wall.