[ Sypha arrives first, after he leaves to find her, with Trevor in tow. Carrying both of the two books she couldn't choose between, of course. She's trying very hard not to seem too excited that they're finally heading out again, the circumstances surrounding it being what they are, but she's doing an absolutely terrible job. Trevor adds the books to whichever bags can fit them and then just watches fondly as she hugs Alucard as tightly as if they were leaving for a few months again.

In the mirror lies the distant outskirts of a town about two days' ride from the Trantoul estate. It's not the closest, which means a longer journey but also means that if something is in the estate, their arrival is less likely to set off alarms. ]

Daresay my spoken French is best. [ Literally the only language that he might speak better than Alucard or Sypha. And he still can't swear in it. ] Sypha stays on the outskirts with the supplies, I'll find horses for us. Are we to expect you in four hours, or four hours after sunset?