[Alucard's quiet for a moment more. He's useless in the real times of crisis, it seems. Trevor has strategy, Sypha has not only her magic but her words, and he's basically a thing with a sword to wave about, rather than contribute anything else. It was Trevor that did the lion's share of the shit to do with the necromancer. It'll be Sypha carrying them forward against the fae.
He can lean against the hand on his cheek though. The vampire's hands are otherwise occupied with supporting himself up or resting on Trevor's side, thumb stroking softly against the fabric there.]
I'll remember that. The whole thing seemed...too easy, you know. Those aren't True Dreams, are they?
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He can lean against the hand on his cheek though. The vampire's hands are otherwise occupied with supporting himself up or resting on Trevor's side, thumb stroking softly against the fabric there.]
I'll remember that. The whole thing seemed...too easy, you know. Those aren't True Dreams, are they?