[Alucard shakes as he finally turns around to face his father. He doesn't try to hide the fact he's still so very, very scared. He still has his arms around both of them, is using Trevor to take the weight that he would be putting on his injured leg.
His voice is raw (his throat is killing him. Alucard is exhausted. A new week long depression nap sounds amazing right now.]
The three of us are in agreement then.
[Alucard hates this. He just wants permission to leave now.]
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His voice is raw (his throat is killing him. Alucard is exhausted. A new week long depression nap sounds amazing right now.]
The three of us are in agreement then.
[Alucard hates this. He just wants permission to leave now.]
A month.