You're not going to be done in by the door, you're going to be done in by a head injury and--

[Well, Sypha's found it. A concussion, which makes total sense and brings a wearier look to Alucard's face than there already is. He sighs, the talk of going back into anywhere no longer as important as looking after this is.]

We're sticking in here for the rest of the day. You're staying seated and alert until we give the say so, because the damage is harder to assess since it's an internal matter.