[ Logically, he should recognize that Alucard is moving away for a good reason. Not much of him is operating on logic right now, and he feels the loss keenly for a half-second it takes before Sypha guides him to turn toward her. And she's beautiful, beautiful and disheveled from the dancing and she's staring at him like he's something worth staring at and he's staring at her like he's witnessing a miracle.
And then Alucard's back, whispering to him, and he's joined with her and his arms are coiled around her, pulling her tightly against his chest. ]
Please- [ He whispers under his breath, though he knows there's no need to at this point. There's no need to get impatient. Alucard's there. He can trust him. ]
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And then Alucard's back, whispering to him, and he's joined with her and his arms are coiled around her, pulling her tightly against his chest. ]
Please- [ He whispers under his breath, though he knows there's no need to at this point. There's no need to get impatient. Alucard's there. He can trust him. ]