Would you rather me lie to your face or bullshit my way through it?

[If he did, he would no longer be Alucard. That is the simple fact of it all, and this is worth it. Trevor's face? Trevor's face is amazing right now, and Alucard nudges Trevor's chin upwards for a terribly angled but deeply sincere kiss.]

You'll find other things, I'm sure. Gardening, perhaps, although with less Belmont-y plants and more practical fruits and vegetables.