[He doesn't know where this is going. Alucard just lets himself be dragged along, and he trusts wherever this is going. Always has, but now moreso than normal.

So they stop in front of the portrait. Looks up, and Trevor opens his mouth and...there's a crack of laughter from Alucard that's maybe too light for how sudden it is. More than that though, there's no glare from that portrait for the first time in...for the first time. A strange enough thing to realize, and yet it dovetails with something else too.]

I register no objections but...ah. [His mood doesn't break, but there's a slightly more serious note to it as well.]

I did need your help with something, you know. It's under the worktable, and it needs your approval. Involves him anyway.