[Trevor's new way of saying yes is something Alucard never wants to hear again, but it is the least of everything happening in this wretched moment. Alucard stands there as still as the grave, shouldering all of Sypha's weight as she presses against him. As she has been a safe harbor for a year and a quarter now, through grief and madness and everything else, it is the easiest thing in the world to return all of those gestures. His hands rest on her one shoulder, and he is ready to move in front of her should anything, anything happen.
His eyes remain on the necromancer though. One of them just keep watching him, should the condemned try any last desperate attempt to free himself from death's door. The Speakers, the lasting proof of the horrors he's worked, it almost feels inappropriate for Alucard to witness. They are Sypha's people, thus he cannot feel anything but affection for them, just as they represent a truly complicated part of Trevor's life. It's that second part that makes him want to turn, as Alucard's own intimacy with the group is nothing in comparison.
He listens. Lifts his eyes from the necromancer every so often. But he doesn't dare do more than that, because he cannot rightfully interfere. The emotions at stake, Sypha's and Trevor's take the priority.
To Sypha's words, he only murmurs:]
Then they can tell us what their wishes are.
[It is the only mercy here. That what happens next can be according to their will.]
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His eyes remain on the necromancer though. One of them just keep watching him, should the condemned try any last desperate attempt to free himself from death's door. The Speakers, the lasting proof of the horrors he's worked, it almost feels inappropriate for Alucard to witness. They are Sypha's people, thus he cannot feel anything but affection for them, just as they represent a truly complicated part of Trevor's life. It's that second part that makes him want to turn, as Alucard's own intimacy with the group is nothing in comparison.
He listens. Lifts his eyes from the necromancer every so often. But he doesn't dare do more than that, because he cannot rightfully interfere. The emotions at stake, Sypha's and Trevor's take the priority.
To Sypha's words, he only murmurs:]
Then they can tell us what their wishes are.
[It is the only mercy here. That what happens next can be according to their will.]