Seems like a bit too much effort at the moment. [He pauses, then clarifies:] The complaining, I mean. Not the rest. The rest is...thank you both.

[He's so useless right now, and it chafes. It's the vampire's job to protect them from the worst things, just as it's the vampire's job to bounce back quickly and not let any injury linger. He's failed at all of these things, and now the Belmont can barely smile against easier, more familiar banter.

Alucard sighs, miserable with that particular thought.]

How are you both for food?