[ "Look like what?" He almost asks until he unconsciously runs his tongue over his teeth, feeling his fangs. Mm, he can't be bothered to will his appearance back to normal at the moment. ]

No, but I'm not usually tired. [ More mentally than physically, and it reflects in his voice and how generally passive he's being. ]

It was something, but neither witch got what they wanted. [ He shrugs, rustling some of the leaves. ] Eating makes me more awake, but I can't say I'm interested in it right now.