[Alucard's long since given up trying to get Trevor to call them wolves. Everything that's dog shaped is Dog. This is the real Belmont family curse, and now he's going to be a part of it as well.
What's far more important is how Trevor just seems to become a pile of nothing at all the minute Alucard's hand is on his side. It's remarkable. Even a year ago, this wouldn't have happened.
He casts a glance over at Sypha. Maybe not tonight. She frowns, because him this relaxed may actually be ideal.
But he doesn't move or even think about nudging Trevor any further for a few more minutes, his hand just stroking Trevor's side. Making him as comfortable as possible.]
no subject
[Alucard's long since given up trying to get Trevor to call them wolves. Everything that's dog shaped is Dog. This is the real Belmont family curse, and now he's going to be a part of it as well.
What's far more important is how Trevor just seems to become a pile of nothing at all the minute Alucard's hand is on his side. It's remarkable. Even a year ago, this wouldn't have happened.
He casts a glance over at Sypha. Maybe not tonight. She frowns, because him this relaxed may actually be ideal.
But he doesn't move or even think about nudging Trevor any further for a few more minutes, his hand just stroking Trevor's side. Making him as comfortable as possible.]