[That's a no. And then he leans over the bag, taking it from Trevor's hands carefully. From the angle he is at, Alucard's face and hair covers the act itself, although a portion of the bag's contents are still visible. Not that they're there for long, the full pint is drained in about a minute, with not even a last drop clinging to the bag's interior.
His hands aren't shaking. There's a sigh, and as raw as it sounds, it is still far better than before.]
Fuck.
[The vampire swears rarely. It is a worthy situation for swearing though, and he's aware of it as he carefully lifts his head. There is some color to Alucard that usually is not there.]
no subject
[That's a no. And then he leans over the bag, taking it from Trevor's hands carefully. From the angle he is at, Alucard's face and hair covers the act itself, although a portion of the bag's contents are still visible. Not that they're there for long, the full pint is drained in about a minute, with not even a last drop clinging to the bag's interior.
His hands aren't shaking. There's a sigh, and as raw as it sounds, it is still far better than before.]
Fuck.
[The vampire swears rarely. It is a worthy situation for swearing though, and he's aware of it as he carefully lifts his head. There is some color to Alucard that usually is not there.]
You took hair?
[Alucard thinks he saw that happen at any rate.]