[Alucard and Sypha didn't like the quarantine. They didn't like it before Dracula explained why it was needed, and then they really hated it when the reason it was in place became known. There was no debating the fact that Dracula was right to be worried after that, but....still.
(The discussion and explanation had ended up with a very tired dhampir curled up on the sofa, muttering fuck the fae, and Dracula nodding while draping a blanket over his son.)
They're at his side most days. Sometimes one of them will slink off to attend to a problem or cook, but they're rarely gone more than two hours at a time. They sit, worrying, or else talking to Trevor through his lucid moments.
It's just Alucard and Trevor now. Sypha's running errands and checking in with the grandmothers. There's a sudden realization from the dhampir that he has to go start dinner but--]
Oh? [He can't help the smile that crosses his face.]
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(The discussion and explanation had ended up with a very tired dhampir curled up on the sofa, muttering fuck the fae, and Dracula nodding while draping a blanket over his son.)
They're at his side most days. Sometimes one of them will slink off to attend to a problem or cook, but they're rarely gone more than two hours at a time. They sit, worrying, or else talking to Trevor through his lucid moments.
It's just Alucard and Trevor now. Sypha's running errands and checking in with the grandmothers. There's a sudden realization from the dhampir that he has to go start dinner but--]
Oh? [He can't help the smile that crosses his face.]
Am I?