[ His lips turn up into a smile, it's an infinitesimal and slightly teary one, but it's one nonetheless. He somehow manages to look really relieved and happy at the same time. ]

Ah, well... I'm not sure. When I was first given form, I was wearing these clothing. I suppose I became quite used to them...

[ He probably had drifted over to sit on the bed during this time, but then he'll stand up so to make it easier on Gangrel. Who to think someone in this murdergame would go through the trouble of wearing four layers of clothing... ]