You were going to be mapping this castle for your family's notes. I am not so foolish as to let a Belmont wander these halls freely.

[Three plates it is. Then Alucard walks over to the stove and retrieves a pot from it. Takes the lid off, and there's the scent of fresh rice that overtakes the room. Each plate gets a hearty pile of it, and Alucard's focus is on getting things set, not on dealing with Trevor's mouth.]

I'm half vampire, and I need normal meals.