Okay, okay. No moving until she's back, I understand.

[He's endeared by not just the petulance, but by what lies behind it. That Alucard is needed here. Wanted. Required. The first year of medical school has been demanding, drawn him away, and taking this month off required a lot of advanced work be handed in. Sleep was optional for most of October, and Alucard would be a liar if he said he wasn't taking advantage of the month to catch up on his sleep too.

There's a sigh and he mushes his face into the top of Trevor's head. The lightness of Trevor is still impossible to ignore, even a year on, and it still makes him worry. Mostly about what might happen if he breaks something in a fight.]

All this from a man who tried to stab me the first time we met.