It was still strange to awaken as a vampire. When he was alive, there was the desire to yawn, and a need to stretch his body as he awoke. None of this would happen when he roused himself as a vampire. In this new place, he did not even need a moment to reflect that his surroundings were not strange, and to remember that he had left. It was as though he had merely blinked. All that was needed was for his eyes to spring open, without so much as a hint of drowsiness, and he would rise up as though he were on a reel. Yet, by now, it no longer truly bothered von Schwarz.<br/><br/>"Hm. Good enough," von Schwarz commented as his eyes fell upon Wulf as he spoke that there was no news to report. "And yes... that is acceptable that my meal come to me in my... quarters," thinking that where his bed was was not truly the room in which he would repose, "and then the meeting with the officers, but first, I should like to dress. I do not want anyone seeing that I am in the same clothes as yesterday." von Schwarz simply could not give off even the slightest clue as to his true nature, not even something as trivial as not changing his garments. Such little clues would slowly build up, and then avalanche upon him. He needed to take care every single day to avoid detection.