[She winces, as the sharp edges of the expletive's consonants cut like knives to her soul, and she hugs him a little tighter before shifting, pulling on him to try to get him into a better position to face her.]
Alucard, look at me.
[She hates this, hates what even just handwritten words from his father can do to him, hates how she knows how beautiful his smiles are when he saves them for her and yet a single happenstance like this can take them all away in an instant.]
Stay with me. Please. Don't go off in your head where I can't follow...
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Alucard, look at me.
[She hates this, hates what even just handwritten words from his father can do to him, hates how she knows how beautiful his smiles are when he saves them for her and yet a single happenstance like this can take them all away in an instant.]
Stay with me. Please. Don't go off in your head where I can't follow...