[He hates watching this. Alucard knows he can't look away, because the minute he does is when he'll be needed. So all Alucard can do is hover, and wait. He presses tiny hopes to whatever God answers to a Belmont that this will be temporary. That Trevor will at least reach the door and be satisfied with progress. That...
...that hope is garbage, and now Alucard's needed in earnest.
Trevor calls for him, and Alucard is there in a moment. One hand has Trevor's in it, the other is slung around his shoulder tightly. Trevor's progress was fine. More than Alucard expected, and he knows it was because the Belmont mind for strategy is second to none.]
I have you.
[A simple fact. More than that, Alucard keeps them both walking.]
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...that hope is garbage, and now Alucard's needed in earnest.
Trevor calls for him, and Alucard is there in a moment. One hand has Trevor's in it, the other is slung around his shoulder tightly. Trevor's progress was fine. More than Alucard expected, and he knows it was because the Belmont mind for strategy is second to none.]
I have you.
[A simple fact. More than that, Alucard keeps them both walking.]