[Alucard's working theory is that the house might well be like the journals, in which case it can only ever respond to Belmont blood. If he's wrong, then so be it, and they're either out a place to stay (and the memories that surely must wander those halls), or else there is to be some fiercer fight.

The question is given real consideration. Relying on his father's means of travel is more complex spellwork than he's done (he and Sypha have been testing, of course, because this is vital), but there is still a certain amount of preparation required. The distance is so much longer than anything the two have tried before.]

Three hours. Four at the most. If something is truly awry, I'll find another means of contacting you both, and you should proceed as if I'm with you.

[They are words Alucard dislikes saying. Deeply.]