[ It's- odd, that Alucard wouldn't tell him where it needs to be moved to. Odd, but not unprecedented. Sometimes he genuinely doesn't know, because the Belmonts didn't always do an amazing job of making these things clear, and Trevor has to look at things and give his best guess at what it's meant to be and where it's meant to go. So he goes to look, half wondering what on earth his family has gone and left for them this time. ]
This is a spare? [ He sounds half amused by that, because- look, he's not en expert on fancy fabrics, but he can tell something that's well made and warm and strong and made to last for a long time when he sees it. ] Shit, it's nice for something that was just lying around.
[ And he unwraps it carefully, because carefully is how shit here needs to be handled. ]
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This is a spare? [ He sounds half amused by that, because- look, he's not en expert on fancy fabrics, but he can tell something that's well made and warm and strong and made to last for a long time when he sees it. ] Shit, it's nice for something that was just lying around.
[ And he unwraps it carefully, because carefully is how shit here needs to be handled. ]