[Armand seems rather ill at ease, shifting often in his seat and looking down a lot.]
I don't recall feeling quite this mortified after the last mirror flood... I'm a little appalled at how easily that man was made.
[He shudders.]
I imagine I owe a few apologies around.
[private to Dracula]
Are you well? I hope you found your way to the kitchens yesterday evening to catch up on your meals. I admit I was afraid to ask.
[filtered to friends]
How fare you all? Would anyone like to visit the pub with me?
I'm worried about people, the few of you who are left.