[Alucard spends a good minue or two searching the room, muttering under his breath about someone never sitting down for two seconds, but he finds an abandoned chair in the corner eventually and brings it over for Trevor.]

Sit, at least. I'm not about to rush forth from this place after all the effort we had to put into breaking that barrier.

[He wants out of this place so bad. Everything feels just that littlest bit wrong, looking at the world through the bottom of a glass. Everything is familiar but not, and he is intruding on something he was never even supposed to know about.

The dog, at least, seems to like Trevor. So that's a point in their favor, and they may yet need this little thing to help.]

And while that may be true, I have a certain feeling about this...

[That dog has a nicer collar than some of Alucard's hairties.]