[Holding still absolutely isn't happening. Not immediately, not until Alucard's sat up in bed, all the blankets now draped around his shoulder, and then realized that he's...
...he's fine. He knows where he is, he doesn't need to have his hand on his throat in order to protect it.]
No. [He breathes out. He can still speak.] Just a dream.
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...he's fine. He knows where he is, he doesn't need to have his hand on his throat in order to protect it.]
No. [He breathes out. He can still speak.] Just a dream.