[Alucard's hands move to Trevor's back. He doesn't brush against Trevor's spine, but much closer to his side. Just to calm him further. This ground they're trodding over by accident is perilous, and Alucard's the one who brought it all up.]
Sometimes he does.
[Now, maybe a bit more. If his son's insisting upon moving, he'll have to. (Dad doesn't like moving. But he also really could do without the trio in the castle. It's a problem.)}
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Sometimes he does.
[Now, maybe a bit more. If his son's insisting upon moving, he'll have to. (Dad doesn't like moving. But he also really could do without the trio in the castle. It's a problem.)}
I suppose it matters.
[Fuck every last one of them.]
Is that the approach you would've taken with her?