[The pull works. Alucard's not so far inside his own head yet that the gesture is something he can shrug off, drowning in a sea of his own selfish emotions.
When he does turn and look, there's just devastation on his face. Just an idiot twenty something forced into a position he never expected to have at so tender an age, ill prepared and aware that he's starting to struggle with all of it.
He tamps all of it down for now, so that the only thing there is a thin smile he doesn't feel.]
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When he does turn and look, there's just devastation on his face. Just an idiot twenty something forced into a position he never expected to have at so tender an age, ill prepared and aware that he's starting to struggle with all of it.
He tamps all of it down for now, so that the only thing there is a thin smile he doesn't feel.]
I'm here.