I think it'll need a day or two more.

[Alucard squeezes back gently, but he doesn't let go. Instead his fingers entwine with Trevors, and there's the stupidest look of relief on his face.]

The good news is that it's a quiet weekend. No outings for once, except monthly spell club, and that's not me acting in an official capacity.

[That's Theodora hosting the local covens and other nerds to talk shop for an evening.]