Ah, yes, for a much needed escape from cuddling up to you.

[ Nope, he's not moving. He sighs in contentment, letting Alucard do affection at him without fussing about whether he deserves it or not. Maybe, just maybe, he can trust Alucard's judgement on that more than he can trust his own. ]

We can't leave before Christmas. I think Bunicuta would actually put a knitting needle in you if you tried to deprive her of the help on such short notice.