[Alucard doesn't hold onto Trevor. His grip is impossible to moderate right now, so he remains focused on the Potatobrand that has all but become shreds of yawn now. This is easier because he isn't exerting himself, but only just so.]
I expected horrible.
[He's quiet save for the ragged breaths and soft whines that alternate as they move towards Trevor's room. There's no surprise that all the Belmont things are quarrentined here, making the rest of the house safe for himself.
Mess isn't a surprise. It's probably organized. Alucard can't focus enough to comment.]
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I expected horrible.
[He's quiet save for the ragged breaths and soft whines that alternate as they move towards Trevor's room. There's no surprise that all the Belmont things are quarrentined here, making the rest of the house safe for himself.
Mess isn't a surprise. It's probably organized. Alucard can't focus enough to comment.]
I'm not fam....
[There's another noise that's a near laugh.]
Of course. Of course.