Albrecht had watched Nadya go without a word, reining himself in, allowing his ravenous hunger to pass; it was not so hard now that the temptation had been dismissed from his sight. As she had left, he reached to his mouth, wiping away what residue of his feeding might have remained upon his countenance. As he began to pull his hand away, he could not help but spy the dark red liquid staining his fingers. Reaching out with a dry tongue, he lapped away the last bit of moisture before he stood up straight and awaited Wulf's arrival.<br/><br/>When the squire arrived in the quarters, von Schwarz seemed distinctly unperturbed; unlike when the boy had seen the knight feed that first time around, not enjoying the company for his meal, the knight had been left to feed himself this time and did not feel so awkward in taking his sustenance. The knight looked up to Wulf, and began to step toward him as though he had simply been waiting idly in the room for him this while. "The officers of the fief are waiting for me, yes?" he begins, stopping not too far from the boy. "If they are ready, lead on. I do not wish to let another moment pass idly."<br/><br/>There is not so much as a hint that Albrecht is under the sway of his savage urges, nor that he had just assaulted and fed from a woman's blood. His feeding seems to have been no more than perfunctory, and he is already prepared to continue on with his affairs without delay.