[There's a breathless utterance from Alucard, because how else is anyone supposed to respond to words like that?]
Thank you.
[Sypha would have the right words for this. Say everything perfectly. Alucard never will, he wasn't raised with stories in his blood. He was raised by two nerds who practically lived on top of each other if they were seated, where everything was built on gesture and quieter moments where words weren't required.
The hand that isn't in Trevor's doesn't know where else to go, so it holds onto Trevor's wrist instead. Feels that warm and wonderful pulse there, squeezes for just a moment, then slides away.]
I love you. I love you both beyond words or actions.
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Thank you.
[Sypha would have the right words for this. Say everything perfectly. Alucard never will, he wasn't raised with stories in his blood. He was raised by two nerds who practically lived on top of each other if they were seated, where everything was built on gesture and quieter moments where words weren't required.
The hand that isn't in Trevor's doesn't know where else to go, so it holds onto Trevor's wrist instead. Feels that warm and wonderful pulse there, squeezes for just a moment, then slides away.]
I love you. I love you both beyond words or actions.