'Here I came upon a great beast wreathed in flame, with skin strong as iron, guarding the place where-' [ 'Where my best loves were kept from me' ] '-the beast was asleep, and the cell he guarded empty, and I knew them to either be dead else taken elsewhere. The beast took no quarrel with me, nor I with it, for I would suffer no delay. These choices, I am certain, is why I live to write, for in all my travels I never saw to terrible a creature. I doubt not that even the Lord of this Castle should tremble before the thing.'

[ He recites the appropriate passage from Leon's journals as he moves down the stairs, tracing over the wall in the same way that Alucard had the whole way. He's careful, because he cannot hit his fucking head twice in one trip. ]

'The beast allowed me to live, and I it, but as I ventured into the galleries of what Mathias called the 'Ghost Theater', I heard the terrible bellows from below. The beast was crying out in rage and pain, and I was consumed at once by the desires to leave this place at once and to return to its side and console it through whatever suffering brought such dreadful cries from it. My quest, however, would tolerate neither.'

So something shitty, is what I think he's saying.