“Not quite.” Truthfully? She had slept soundly and awoke at this hour as sign of her deep slumber. Integra wondered if he asked because he honestly didn’t know or to save face in case he watch her sleep. She didn’t think him above that spooky stalking after last evening.
The urge to snort was stifled at his avoidant reply. “And when you are, where do you sleep? Do you have a coffin?” she inquired, recalling Alucard’s last domain. He didn’t need to sleep in there. Many times, the vampire had dozed while sitting on chairs, particularly when sated after a generous meal. “Your castle has plenty time to catch with the advances.”