[Aren't you dealing with him right now, she almost says, but lets it go in favor of watching him instead. The letter will disappear now, she knows, and she wonders vaguely if she ought to have read it when she had the chance, if its contents might hold some key to knowing how best to comfort Alucard in the wake of this new upset. But no — perhaps on some level, there's an equal amount of comfort to be found in her ignorance. Maybe it makes her a sanctuary from it, drawing border lines that she can welcome him past and hide him from the burdens waiting for him on the other side.]
You don't think he's coming here, then.
[That's treading a little close to what he'd already told her before, about not having the capacity to predict his father's decisions right now, but it's a question that's worth asking anyway.]
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You don't think he's coming here, then.
[That's treading a little close to what he'd already told her before, about not having the capacity to predict his father's decisions right now, but it's a question that's worth asking anyway.]