This city's rules apply to anyone that enters it. Which means if anyone laid a hand on you and yours...

[He's trying to be authoritative, but it falls so very flat. (He isn't his father. He isn't meant to be. He's not sure why he's trying.) Alucard's face falls terribly fast as Sypha explains, and he understands her fear.]

How many days would it be until...?

[Until she must depart.]